This is a song about "That perfect ex girlfriend"

Im the perfect specimen / that nobodies better than

Hold up now don’t get it twisted if you slang do your thang

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Yes that means that i just called her perfect

Perfect storm (a perfect storm)

Luck on my brim supreme keeps me warm

Ex-hoes wanna call me,

They say nothings ever free

Tell me im perfect in every way, and i live every word that i say

Turnt up like everyday only question which club i'mma hit today

Get yours; you know what this about

My ex-hoes keep ballin out,

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

That was too bad because she seemed like the perfect girl

And we gotta win, she wanna be my friend

About a man, that from the outside looked perfect