They say real girls aint never perfect, perfect girls aint real.
She a patient waitin in my room
They take the greats from the past and compare us. I wonder if they'd ever survive in this era. In a time where it's recreation, to pull all your skeletons out the closet like Halloween decorations.
She live in a mindset that I could never move to
Imma kill it I promise this, I know you mad.
You a star in my eyes. You and all them white girls, Party of Five