This is a song about "Perfect world"

Shit, caught up in your perfect world, you never heard me cry

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

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

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Both: this the perfect plan

I gotta question for you man

I'm fried from this ripple

Your body perfect official

Hutch's new album a perfect example

Slip capsules in a glass, she dizzy rascal

Yeah, waiting for a change to come

Seem to be in perfect unison

I perfect every note

And tony jr. said i'm the hope

Lay back, i got some money to make, motherfucker

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