This is a song about "Whatever it is"

Whatever it is i feel it coming quick

Cats so watered down clowns can sink titanic

Whatever the pressure

That's what rains for

But you're too afraid though, to admit it, whatever

And the moon looking beautiful as ever

Find whatever it is you need/ from the bomb bay car fucking hoes on main/

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

Whatever, it don't matter, i was correct

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

Bet i'm heavy with that

Whatever i spit, you love it,

Whatever, your name is wack as hell, so it fits you perfect.

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went