This is a song about "The perfect gi"

Y’all ain’t the praising saints with the perfect angel’s face,

Love the game though this is coming from a different place

I'm serving the beat, nobody's perfect as me

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

The shape of your body is a perfect work of art,

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

She said it really dont matter if its real though

The most perfect one i could ever know

And now it's the perfect time to start our little class

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

We fly high perfect 10 you know i stick the landing

They ain't say that then they wouldn't be haters

She says the best words and shes got the perfect curves

A full time sex slave, never find another

He made her special, the perfect wife, perfect mother.