Perfect

Yo, look. Lemme tell ya. I'm so fucking awesome, you can call me perfect!

Chorus:

Yo, Eminem, 2Pac, Kendrick (Oh my)
J Cole, 50 Cent, Busta Rhyme

Verse 1:

Every MC In my timeline
When it comes to rap I'm Einstein
XXX Finger bang, (BANG BANG) Fucking, M9
Feeling really sad, call a hotline
All these mumble rappers seeing Dollar Signs
Do you hate me? that makes two
Who are you
Skrrt AHHH Fucking, Panda With his Bamboo
All these rappers, coloured hair, Get the Shampoo
New Challenge going around?, Shitty Tattoo's
Friends call me 21 Savage, I say Nah I'm Twenty-Two
Like God damn, get outta here
Oh god the boogeyman's Near
You made of play-doh, fake
Why you play though? Snake
You are a fucking pain, tooth ache
(Wah. Wah) Oh did I hurt your feelings, Cupcake?
What I spit on the mic ain't no... Mistake
My bars will make you shiver and jump off your seat like an.. earthquake!

Chorus:

Yeah!!!
Ey, Drizzy, Biggy (Yup!)
Joyner, Tripple X, Logic (Call the cops!)

Verse 2:

Started at the bottom. Now I am resting at the top
Smell the powder from a Glock
Ima serial killer call me the killer crock
Minecraft, Minecraft, invisible like bedrock
I had a few friends but it always ends badly
Honestly
Feel like a nobody
Until I shot ya down now I'm V I P
Cause I hit it hard on the M I C
But I could never afford to all icey
But all I see
Is when I am around, yall get the chills like you switched on the ac
When I snap my fingers no more reality
Sorry Myers, to kill me you need more than a kitchen knife
Yeah Jason needs a better weapon to end my life
Cause I ain't no fucking housewife
Nah I'm a flamethrower, and You should catch these flames
Cause I don't fall for those Mumble Rap Games
Watch out cause I'm getting real close
And it just shows
But I guess that's how it goes
You get scared, walking around on yo tiptoes
I ain't no Lil Pump, no designer clothes
I ain no Lil Xan
Show off these designer brands
With your... Ya ba-Da ba- Doooo ass
Hop in the car, foot on the gas
All of these fancy dudes worried bout class
Scared for the tea
Bitch scared, fear me
All these wack rappers mumbling and heavy autotune slur
But now I'm the next dude writing the future like Cross
Word!

Verse 3 :
Other kids tryna rap, doing the floss
All of them pray to me like I'm a god, get out the cross
Bend to my knee's, hands put together bitch I'm at a mosque
Bitch growing around the rock like a patch of moss
Tryna act like you the Burger but bitch, I'm the sauce
Y'all learning to work together, and I'm your boss
Say you hate me, bitch? I guess that's Your loss
I swing you around and curdle you like i'm playing lacrosse
Wait, Plotswist
Up till I was nine, I thought I was perfect, God bless
No weight on my chest, no day feeling less
My momma loved me lots and had a daddy to help with Stress
Until I was nine
I grew a bond with em' then he left without any signs
Dropped off his dog at our door, beat and filled with fleas, not doing fine
Then when I was eleven. You hit me up online
Said, you stop by
I said no thanks, but then all the sudden started to cry
As I press send, I knew it was a final goodbye
I tried to act like a tough guy
I started hating myself, but a piece of me tried to deny
No daddy to help me with the broken part to satisfy
No part to make me feel loved, Or strong like a samurai
After I was Twelve my life would intensify

Verse 4:

Now I'm thirteen. Now my momma doesn't care
When she doesn't listen, makes me even more aware
That I Am Not Perfect! Grow up boy, wipe the tears
(You gotta make some friends!) But they want me to disappear?
(How about a girlfriend) My last one told me lies straight in my ear!
(Gotta get good grades!) I need love, not quotes by Shakespeare!
(What about a Job?) Can't do that when a bullet in my head
(But you need money) Not if i'm Fuckin dead!
Ey Look!
I just wanna die
Yeah, no one will cry
They will just say "He was selfish" Like I'm the bad guy
I now I think to myself. Am I really perfect?
Or just another guy that had the reality switch selected
Just another guy that the world decided to disconnect
Just another guy that everyone would disrespect
Just another homeless fucking drug addict
Just another crushed dream of being creative as an architect
Or as loud and bold as a theatre sound effect
Don't find it a surprise when I'm hanging in my closet
My heart's been withdrawn, can someone please make a deposit?
I am just being honest
All the anti depression antibiotics
I should be on it

Yeah... Yeah...
Ey look. I guess i'm not so fucking awesome... Please don't call me perfect