This is a song about "Your perfect"

I work perfect combinations, a high chance i'm your favorite,

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

But if i did it would be bigger than earl's upper lip

I work perfect combinations, a high chance i'm your favorite,

A lime to a lemon, remind you of the sky

Shit, caught up in your perfect world, you never heard me cry

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

Whatever, your name is wack as hell, so it fits you perfect.

For the occasion, paper planes

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

And we may not be perfect

Never ever pay rent

Put my squad on my back like i'm wearing me a starter jacket

In the relationship,but your body perfect , you really worth it