This is a song about "You wont find perfect like me"

You see, i dont listen to pleas, no matter how you beg you wont get to me.

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

It wont be you hitting me with a bar stool,

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

Look up at the sky, tell me, what do you find?

One way at a time, keep the faith in your mind

Jimmy back me, child

None like you we'll ever find

Thats a shame you wont get none from me

But we should be body to body

The answer is the lord like saturday night fever

You can find me underground like a terrier

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

This is limited edition you wont find this on no wreck

Yeah, i'mma let the chips fall

You won't find me on your radar