This is a song about "So whatever"

Heartbroken obviously, there's not tomorrow

Boppers on top of coppers, they do whatever i say so

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Ill end this so you can get back to whatever the fuck you spend your time doing,

I think it excited her

Yeah young kid, bout whatever

A quick-witted sick figgit, faggot whatever

This what it sound like if i sent my dad a letter

My nigga pac, be ready for whatever

Chain withdrawn when we not together

Cause im violent n vexed so whatever you typin next

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

When i grew up i was like "whatever"

I wanted a brother my mother i told her