This is a song about "Perfect you"

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

I could tell you your perfect

As i rip you apart with perfect precision

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

It's the perfect opportunity, alone just you and me

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

You motherfucking denial you a hypocrite you say you perfect?

He gave him a platform

Perfect storm (a perfect storm)

Young and dumb as hell, businesses i'm running well

Ima take your perfect life and trap you in this hell.

And we may not be perfect

Thought we’d be together ’till the end

I’m watchin' espnbut when that show end

Dont judge me till your perfect