This is a song about "Practice makes perfect"

Then push the milk on a slow bend

And we may not be perfect

That naturally act like these raps is a mattress

My bars ain't perfected so i need to practice,

Really they were perfect

Life has put her to the test

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

I'm grabbin' my hatchets while you're just havin' your practice

U can rap fast with practice

Trying to get back to this thing called love

And panned out, i'm all in love

Do not rap if you do not practice

I could tell you your perfect

Just say he's the best

Bitch i'll fuck you for some target practice

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses