Also there's a good mixture of really fucking awful lyrics in here, and lyrics that sound like something Saves the Day would have written if they were 12.
Willow Smith is on her way to full on hipsterdom, with songs about crippling depression as opposed to whipping hair back and forth. |
Years ahead of schedule, thought she'd release at least one album of teen pop songs to make a bunch of money before getting all serious and introspective. She should be like 25 on this shit.