The great Earl returns to his gloriously introspective raps and gives us a taste of his current inner turmoil: “I need a city to hold down, you n * gave me a coast. You went and gave me a cape, but that never gave me no hope.” The production is skittering and cluttered but has an air of old Clams Casino in it, with its vast vocal samples and woozy synthesizers holding long notes. Don’t sleep on the Sweatshirt and listen to this song now.