This is a song about "Perfect world"

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

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check

So insecure, no one's perfect

I'm fried from this ripple

Your body perfect official

What up girl, tell me how you been

Is making the perfect potion

Perfect storm (a perfect storm)

He gave 'em the platform

And we may not be perfect

Half your body laying on my chest

Hold your applause until the ceremony end

But dont worry bout that cuz your perfect

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

Don't say anything if your sleeping.....ok perfect