This is a song about "Will never be a perfect mach"

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

I will never be a quitter , or a big broad loser

And we may not be perfect

Life has put her to the test

I'm the sushi king

It will never be tiring

There will never be a day where i'm vacant and ill never be placed in a shop!

They even raped her so we blazed they padautomatic shots rang out, on every block

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

Hun it will never be fun

And we may not be perfect

I’m watchin' espnbut when that show end

And if i do go you better come through

There will never be another you

Is while you and my waves will never be tidal,

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal