This is a song about "Your perfect"

And we may not be perfect

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark

The shape of your body is a perfect work of art,

Ever since my daddy left

Dont judge me till your perfect

Cause they fear me in physical form

Perfect storm (a perfect storm)

Roll you up and let it run through my veins

Perfect picture frame'd/* perfect pitch of frames/*

But dont worry bout that cuz your perfect

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Really they were perfect

See, you're my best friend