This is a song about "Perfect verse"

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

Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy

So if i do call it's just a check

So insecure, no one's perfect

And we may not be perfect

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Roll you up and let it run through my veins

Perfect picture frame'd/* perfect pitch of frames/*

Is making the perfect potion

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Young fly nigga, getting cash motherfucker

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

You cant deliver one verse,

And what about the rappers

Either ways it's perfect

Might as well get it off yo’ chest