This is a song about "You perfect"

Ima take your perfect life and trap you in this hell.

‘cause that’s the case i'm known to pack a tool as well

Thought we’d be together ’till the end

And we may not be perfect

Dutty wine for access, show me your neck

Until you came i was perfect

Then push the milk on a slow bend

I could tell you your perfect

Perfect storm (a perfect storm)

He gave 'em the platform

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

Stuff caught up with you in your perfect world, you never heard me cry, not one

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

Hopped on the pulpit and told them how i was truly blessed

Now move a little bit to the left

Dont judge me till your perfect