Actor-comedian-rapper Donald Glover is back in his Childish Gambino guise, cocking a snook at the hip-hop snobs who deride his “realness”.
Because the Internet finds the “prep school mic killer” negotiating a dense weave of beats with rapid rapping and changes in tone, as with the way “Sweatpants” comically amplifies his “rich kid” reputation with dazzling wordplay and an irresistible bass line. But the album slumps in that latter half with an attempt to graft some Frank Ocean-style melancholy to the bumptious Gambino persona: an act too far.
Because the Internet
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