This is a song about "Perfect one"

And we may not be perfect

Hold up yea we the best

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

And we may not be perfect

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

Chasing the visions of perfect renditions

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

Don't say anything if your sleeping.....ok perfect

Your body perfect official

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple

Perfect storm (a perfect storm)

December 4th a star was born

Around my way, i'm cut throat

I perfect every note

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates

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