(You wouldn't do that, Tyler

Kill yourself or anyone
You don't,
You don't even have the balls to begin with
What you need is me
Someone to talk to
Uh, it's been a while since our last session
So, tell me what's been going on)

I'm not a fuckin' role model
(I know this)
I'm a nineteen year old
Fuckin' emotional coaster
With pipe dreams
Since Kanye tweeted tellin' people
He's bumpin' all of my shit
These motherfuckers think I'm supposed to live up to something, shit
I'm still jackin' off
And proceeding my life careless
But getting more pussy
'Cause I tell bitches I'm Wood Harris
(As you should)
From Philly to Paris
I'm getting these weird stares
At skate parks and airports
All in the air, it's weird
Yonkers dropped and left the craniums mind-fucked
Now competetion missin' like that nigga my mom fucked
He still hasn't called me yet
(That's not your fault)
But that's a whole fuckin' different argument
Shit, I got over it
And a couple bucks in my pockets,
So now I could go buy a couple Hot Pockets
And grandma can stop cookin' them nasty ass colive greens
Pressures on me like this top hat
Bastard intro, how the fuck I'm gonna top that?
(Tyler, you'll top it, you'll top that, you're a very canning individual)
Okay, you guys called me,
I'm not a fuckin' rapist or a serial killer, I lied
(We know, you just want attention And you're fine)
I try too hard, huh?
(No, you don't)
Made a couple thou'
And I just don't know what to buy yet
The 'preme shit is free
And I don't drink,
So fuck a wine set
Nigga, fuck a mind set
My brain is an obscenity
I'm fucked in the head
I lost my mind with my virginity
Oh, that's a triple three six,
Isn't he a devil worshipper?
'Cause I'm too fuckin' ignorant to do some research
I'm the star of the group
So no one else gets the respect that they deserve 'cause of
('Cause of you Bastard was good though)
Whatchu think I recorded for?
To have a bunch of critics call my shit a bunch a horrorcore?
Like I didn't make Parade or Inglorious
'Cause I'm too scared to tell my friends
The way I really fuckin' feel
Of course they only listen
The lyrics about me pissing off in the tombs of Lara Croft
I'm getting pissed off
Message boards are on my dick
I need a pissin' waver
Lemme bust one in they mouth,
I know they feel the flavor
(So, I'm lost)
Can't they just be happy for me,
Like the kid with nothin' livin' out his dreams,
Why they gotta fuckin' hate?
(I think everyone's happy,
Everyone's rooting for you,
Everyone loves you, Tyler, you have to believe that)
I-I-I don't even skate anymore
I'm too fuckin' busy
I can barely kickflip now
(Why, why is that, do you not have any free time in your hands?)
What the fuck you mean I'm not talented?
You seen the shit I've been doin'?
(I have, I think you're a bright person)
I mean I'm not that great of a rapper,
But as a whole I'm pretty cool, right?
People excited, think his shit is so tight
(For what?)
Getting co-signs from rappers that I don't even like
What the fuck you want me to do?
Start to gobble his mic,
And start jacks'in him off
Until his cack blastin' off?
(No)
Fuck that, these niggas, they fuckin' with me
'Cause I don't listen to the Immortal of Tech-of-the-nique
And all this underground bullshit
That's never gon' peak on the Billboard Top 20
And Jam of the Week
I'd rather listen to Badu and Pusha the T
And some Waka Flocka Flame
Instead of that real hip-hop
That's bull of the sheet
But they wanna critique
Everything that we Wolf Gang
Has ever released, but they don't get it
(They don't, that's not made for them)
'Cause it's not made for them
The nigga that's in the mirror rappin',
It's made for him
But they do not have the mind set
That's same as him
I'm not weird, you're just a faggot
Shame on him
(It is but Tyler,
You're gonna have to cut down on that faggot word,
'Cause that's very, that's, that's a bad)
I'm not homophobic
(I mean I don't think you are, but)
Faggot
(Alright, well since the last time we've)
The fuck is a good performance?
I get on stage and I have as much fun as I can
(I mean you, you, it seems like you have fun
The Twitter posts, I mean they're really random
And it's AD-)
Who doesn't have ADD? Well, I don't
(I mean it seems like you just seem really out by these things
And you just wanna know what's the problem for this)
I wish Thebe was here
Therapy's been sinnin'
And niggas' getting offended
They don't want to fuck with me
'Cause I do not fuck with religion
You see that's my decision
You fuckers don't have to listen
Here, put this middle finger in your ear
(I'll rather not)
If someone gets blamed 'cause some white kid had aimed
His AK-47 at forty-seven kids
I don't wanna see my name mentioned
(I don't think anyone's gonna,
I don't think anyone takes you serious enough to believe you)
College wasn't workin'
And I wasn't workin'
So I was at home jerkin' off until my dick was hurtin'
But I was determined to be great
So this class it could wait
'Cause the four days that I went
I wasn't learnin' shit
(I mean you, you)
Now I'm livin' dreams that I wanted since eight
I can afford to get my mother somethin' on her birthday
(I mean you explain to me that you were in school, but,
I mean, I-I)
They claim the shit I say is just wrong
Like nobody has those really dark thoughts when alone
I'm just a teenager who admits he's suicide prone
My life is doin' pretty good
So that date is post-poned for now,
Wow, life's a cute bitch full of estrogen
And when she gives you lemons, nigga, throw 'em at pedestrians
(So, what're you saying? Take advantage?
I mean you've been doing pretty good, I see that)
Still livin' my grandma's house
Sellout a fuckin' show in London
Just to end up on couches
I hate my fuckin' life
But when I make that announcement
My hero calls my phone just to put that in doubt then,
Then I am confused if I want in or just out
My friends really think I'm playin' when I say I need counseling
I sit in grandmother's living room
And just pout and shout loud
Inside sometimes I just wanna die
(No you don't)
Odd Future came from the bottom
And it's gonna take a couple armed armies tryna stop 'em
(Believe you)
All you fuckin' lames don't have to like me
The devil doesn't wear Prada
But clearly in a fuckin' white tee
(Woah Uhm Alright, uh So you's was telling me you went to New York)