This is a song that I’ve been playing on repeat lately. We all know that Willow Smith can whip her hair back and forth, but did you know she could probably take you in a freestyle sing-off? The first time I really gave this song a chance, I decided that Willow Smith is actually from outer space and is far better at admitting she’s victim to human nature than I am. “Whatever. Whatever, I guess. Whatever. I don’t care, get dressed whatever. I don’t feel like talking, whatever.” I feel ya, girl. I feel ya.
