This is a song about "Practice makes perfect"

Once was into acting then put my rhymes to practice

Now momma told me be careful who you love

Until you came i was perfect

Life has put her to the test

Perfect storm (a perfect storm)

Cause they fear me in physical form

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

Im not saying i'm perfect

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

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Or maybe i should stop all else and practice

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Really they were perfect