Villa does not want you to get sentimental. He proclaims as much over The Perfect Team's haunting, watery beat, led by reversed synth pads and reverberated cymbals. The lyrics range from self examination of his past life where people used to look down on him to reflections on his current celebrity status and "seeing himself through the microscope." It begs the question of who the chorus is directed at - a fictional group of detractors or himself? While the former may be the more obvious answer, the melancholic beat suggests an internal struggle, especially within the track's final moments. Perhaps Villa is sending himself a warning - if he wants to remain on top, the last thing he can afford to be is sentimental.
Had to focus on me, see myself through the microscope
Was on my back now I'm back, cause I'm slippin' everytime I don't.