This is a song about "Dirty donald"

Yo we get the dank and bounce

And i'm from the dirty south,

Do the dirty work, dish rag/

Ain't even tryna hold back

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

But i spent a bit on friday, in the night i hang with donald

But now the dough like kaiser bro

She sees the world through a dirty window

Before you know it, she wet enough to get drowned slow

Or should i call him donald glover for his childish flow

Trying to catch me riding dirty

The optimistic, pro on the lottery

To get that #donald #sterling money, #no #nigga rap

You don’t sleep on nothing but a comforter and skull cap

What you tripping on?see, i'm the spoiled chick

Donald trump, i sigh, your fired quick