This is a song about "Cliche things"

Realising that world leans on things

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

Maybe ill grow up and do great things

These chalance give me balance

Doing every day things, at night

Always strap so i was alright

By the water, au revoir to my audience

Education is the center of better things

And brutally doing things

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways

And is it cliche if i say imma pack my briefcase/

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

And i'll make things creamy