This is a song about "The perfect gi"

Keep on following, i know the perfect place

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

I just want to kick it, kick it for the rest

The facts that are surging is down on ms. perfect

The game is to be sold not told, so fuck you

One of the few, beyond any perfect view.

Commit the perfect crime, stop listening to grime

Whipping white and baking soda, at the same damn time

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

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

Now you gotta understand i was a family man

Im the perfect specimen / that nobodies better than

They were the perfect couple, they'd always lock lips

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

Ay yo come on, girlfriend i ain't no actor, really

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