This is a song about "Cushion"

A little pillow he grips, just to cushion his landing

Fuck you post-drake-ass cliche-jerking, la-slauson rapping

But no worry's her tears will soon dry out, face to cushion, lights out,

So all that shit you niggas kicking we ain't worried about

I need something to hold fuck that passive aggression

My ass sitting, awful on metal without no cushion,