This is a song about "Perfect symmertry"

Cutting me this worthless check

Always make shit perfect

And we may not be perfect

Half your body laying on my chest

Dont judge me till your perfect

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

So perfect and always stiff

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

And we may not be perfect

And i ain't never left

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

I paint the perfect picture

Ever since then i had no job

I perfect every note

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

But dont worry bout that cuz your perfect