This is a song about "We matter"

Hold up, loud packs like i got cancer

Or my parade for that matter

Too little here to matter

Wolf gang be on that wrist split splatter

But no matter what we have to stand a fight through,

Higher than a vanilla sky, float by you

Third eye high, this does not matter

Baby, you know who you are

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

Take a backseat in my grey matter

Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows

We all need to grow up, don’t matter east, west, north, south

Then the stars don't even matter

That i will leave earth with her

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

Or will we matter? in the end, this rendition of life