This is a song about "Youre perfect to me"

In time we learned to live a life of crime

Commit the perfect crime, stop listening to grime

Make some move, ambition i’m on a level

Dont listen to bethel, youre messiah and devil

Oh i’m nothing like your home girl expect, expect

Accept to perfect, you should get ya ears checked

So it's straight c4 from the thoughts i bring, bang

Youre supposed to be my best friend man

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

For dissin youre wishin me and the mic had more distance

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

And now it's the perfect time to start our little class

So let me kill 6 others while acting like i'm perfect

Hold your applause until the ceremony end

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

Dedication to elevation so youre free of luggage