This is a song about "Perfect u"

I probably shoot perfect but i don't even aim, who could u blame/

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

Thought we’d be together ’till the end

And we may not be perfect

I probably shoot perfect but i don't even aim, who could u blame.

All this icin i'm ashamed, look like lightnin' in the chain

Fuck boys you should be fearful

Your body perfect official

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

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Until you came i was perfect

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Half your body laying on my chest

I could tell you your perfect

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

Mr. this is urgent needing u to explain it perfect