This is a song about "Perfect symmertry"

Im not saying i'm perfect

Hold up yea we the best

But dont worry bout that cuz your perfect

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

Not too many is touching, double m g this summer

He made her special, the perfect wife, perfect mother.

Dont judge me till your perfect

Hold my tears i tried my best

Never ever pay rent

Either ways it's perfect

So insecure, no one's perfect

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Girl, you're perfect, but you're not perfect for me.

I said practice makes perfect

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest