This is a song about "Your childish"

You going to the club though, you soaking in sorrow

Or should i call him donald glover for his childish flow

I'm the burger king, i gotta have it my way

The childish play and pray everythings okay,

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

Got a nigga seein things

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

Sethered your spine, your movement lines

Fuck your prison, fuck your life

I used to have a nine to five

Of your image, your touch, your laugh

Crawls right down the crack of your ass

Your on fire.. your on fire

And that i spent the night with her