This is a song about "The perfect you"

Me and you were perfect, your love is my drug without the inject,

While everybody got ammunition on deck

How you hold in emotion

Is making the perfect potion

It's the perfect opportunity, alone just you and me

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

Whatever, your name is wack as hell, so it fits you perfect.

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test

You motherfucking denial you a hypocrite you say you perfect?

Young strugglersracing the clockain't no telling when it all can end

Isn't good for you, cause you said we're perfect

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

Both: this the perfect plan

She ain't got a man

I punch the fucking vixen with perfect repetition

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win