This is a song about "That perfect girl"

Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your mother fucked

That my life's picture perfect, every day's a kodak moment

And he, what's his name, earl

You get paid for that girl

Im the perfect specimen / that nobodies better than

Ben baller, six bottles, talk with such expensive slang

Cos that girl is actually you

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

She has these two perfect eyes that i can't let go of

And girl stayed back, she prayed that

Ain't even tryna hold back

But i'm feelin' my dancei had one pill left

Put you in a landfill aww that shit would be perfect