This is a song about "Trying to be the perfect guy for the girl"

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

Going school try to be the nice guy.

So we both ball till' my dying daysbefore i say goodbyekato and mental rest in peacethug till i die

I'm baby hailly. i rap like nobody in the world. i might be a girl. but i rap like a guy.

You got a problem ill be the first guy to say you can prolly write it too

Verse two:yeah niggai got tha word as hellya blew trial and tha judge gave you

Trying to talk about the problems, and still i ask for help,

You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect

Put my plight in the verse, i bring ‘em closer to mine

I'm just doing my thing, trying to think of the perfect rhyme/

These haters hope i hurry up and die

Perfect endings just don't happen to a good guy

See we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

Trying so fucking hard to be the best known guard

Yeah you laughing my nigga but everything ain't what it seems

Trying to be powerful like the romans and gods of greeks