This is a song about "Perfect world"

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Dont judge me till your perfect

And we may not be perfect

Hold up yea we the best

Hold my tears i tried my best

Either ways it's perfect

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Chasing the visions of perfect renditions

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

I got that same hunger, rock-a-fella chain hunger

I'm fried from this ripple

Your body perfect official

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Hutch's new album a perfect example

Then push the milk on a slow bend

I said practice makes perfect