This is a song about "Perfect passes"

He gave 'em the platform

Perfect storm (a perfect storm)

Just cause i don't get votes don't mean i didn't kill everybody i faced,go practice first

Through glasses seeing everything as it passes, the work of the jerk in a working world

Never ever pay rent

Im not saying i'm perfect

And i ain't never left

Always make shit perfect

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

And everyday that passes it seems i'm lying in a sea of sorrow with my

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

Either ways it's perfect

Now move a little bit to the left

Dont judge me till your perfect

Time in high school passes way more fast than you expect yo

You see the devil is alive but he work slow