This is a song about "Perfect legs"

Thought we’d be together ’till the end

Dont judge me till your perfect

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Took my xbox remains and smashed both of his legs.

Woo-hah, got you all in check

Always make shit perfect

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

I could tell you your perfect

Have you ever seen a centipede with two legs

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

In the caravan with some latin bitches

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

Your brains nothing but two virgin legs…

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

Until you came i was perfect