This is a song about "Perfect legs"

So insecure, no one's perfect

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

Damn skippy, a nigga getting bitches

Legs... stamina's up as i run this

Hold up yea we the best

Always make shit perfect

Valerie’s legs would spread as often as butter

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

I said practice makes perfect

Thought we’d be together ’till the end

Took my xbox remains and smashed both of his legs.

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

Really they were perfect

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

Slicing my legs to leave behind scars