[00:00.00] 作词 : Derrick Johnson
[00:00.37] 作曲 : Derrick Johnson
[00:00.75]Yo, **** 2DopeBoyz and **** Nah Righ
[00:04.33]And any other ****-nigga-ass blog that can't put an 18 year old nigg
[00:07.15]Making his own ****ing beats, covers, videos and all that shi
[00:09.90]**** you post-Drake-ass cliche-jerking, LA-slauson rappin
[00:13.66]****-nigga-ass Hypebeast niggas, now back to the albu
[00:17.60]
[00:17.71]Well, Tyler, hi, I'm Dr. TC and um, I'm guessing
[00:24.18]That your teacher sent you here to talk cause you were misbehaving
[00:29.10]Um, it's gonna be three sessions, today, tomorrow, and the next day
[00:33.67]So, just tell me something about yourself
[00:37.95]Well look, if you don't talk, I mean these sessions are going to go slower
[00:44.14]
[00:44.46]This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep
[00:46.49]Some food for thought, this food for death, go ahead and ****ing ea
[00:49.52]My father's dead, well I don't know, we'll never ****ing mee
[00:52.84]I cut my wrist and play piano cause I'm so depressed
[00:56.05]Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed
[00:59.37]This meeting just begun, nigga I'm Satan's son
[01:02.69]
[01:09.61]My mother raised me a single parent so it's apparent
[01:12.69]That I got love for my mother, none of you other ****er
[01:15.93]Are much important I'm getting angrier while recording
[01:19.12]I'm feeling like the bulls, I've got a gang of wolves
[01:22.36]Odd Future is children that's ****ed up in they menta
[01:25.60]Simple but probably not, **** the
[01:28.37]
[01:35.66]I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as ****
[01:38.89]Drunk white girls the only way I'll get my dick sucke
[01:41.95]Suspended from school coolest nigga without effort
[01:45.43]Easy to spot like black bitches with fake leopar
[01:48.90]Soak me up in a tampon, but keep the lamp on
[01:51.64]Cause this album pack enough evil
[01:53.86]That you can't fit inside a Jansport, go to school with this
[02:00.05]
[02:02.25]I go from AP to JC inside a ****ing wee
[02:05.12]Waking up with random girls like "Yo, bitch, how the **** we meet?
[02:08.28]I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpe
[02:11.76]Every time I walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit
[02:14.87]No to drugs I never spark it, I used to be bullied for honor classes
[02:19.75]By those that were slow as molasses, take this shit to school
[02:25.24]
[02:28.40]Raquel treat me like my father like a ****ing strange
[02:31.53]She still don't know I made Sarah to strangle her
[02:34.82]Not put her in danger and chop her up in the back of a Wrangler
[02:37.72]All because she said no to homecoming, demons running
[02:41.33]Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts
[02:44.17]I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares I caught, go to sleep
[02:50.63]
[02:54.62]I wear green hats because I'm fortunately lucky
[02:57.78]**** me the monster said, somehow the monster's dea
[03:01.15]Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil
[03:04.16]With this state of mind, big moves, Max Keeble
[03:07.71]I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either
[03:10.51]A ****ing sin or too illegal play this shit in churc
[03:15.91]
[03:20.82]I graduated without honors or ****ing fathe
[03:24.17]He died (I'm so sorry) No bitch, don't even ****ing bothe
[03:27.43]I wanted a brother my mother I told her
[03:29.89]But instead I got a sister, just like me with her mister nada
[03:34.02]So both of our imaginations are creations of the ****ing situatio
[03:38.09]That's having our brains racing like Dayton, wearing some ****ing Heely
[03:44.62]
[03:47.18]I know you ****ing feel me, I want to ****ing kill m
[03:50.55]But times I'm so serious you think I'm silly
[03:53.87]I'm doing Big Style Willy couldn't touch 11
[03:57.03]Seven, what's religion nigga? I am legend
[04:00.09]I roll with skaters and musicians with an intuition
[04:03.46]I created O.F. cause I feel we're more talented
[04:06.88]Than 40 year old rappers talking about Gucci
[04:09.39]When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers
[04:13.49]With the same problem, the only way to solve them
[04:16.86]Is to go to Father's Day convention with a gold revolver
[04:19.97]Life's a salad, I'm a toss it, eat that shit up, Rick Ross it
[04:23.34]Shit it out, bag it up, sell it, I'm so damn rebellious
[04:26.50]Cause my mother let me do what I want
[04:28.69]She wasn't careless, protective she is the bear
[04:31.28]The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid
[04:34.75]My father didn't give a ****, so it's something I inheri
[04:39.56]My mom is all I have so it's never meet the parents
[04:43.03]When Danielle or Milan decide to ****ing shar
[04:46.35]This confused boy, I wanna hug hoy, I’m bad for you kids to listen to
[04:51.57]Soy is not the choice, I'm bad milk, drink it
[04:56.56]
[04:59.12]Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say
[05:03.77]Uh, who knows I might feel as I'm evaluating
[05:07.17]
[05:07.43]My wrist is all red from the cutter
[05:09.15]Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer
[05:12.29]Is never that's equivalent to me and Sarah
[05:15.48]Well that's not her ****ing name, but I think this shit is cleve
[05:18.79]My niggas wanna know if I'm ****ing, if I'm kissin
[05:22.32]But I'm sitting here downing beers simply just wishing
[05:25.35]With a tear they try to tell me but I never listen
[05:28.67]Cause I don't give a shit like sitting down pissing
[05:32.12]Eighteen, still talking to imaginaries
[05:35.59]Hopefully they see the talent I carry just like Jimmy
[05:38.78]Losers can never win me, you can never offend me
[05:42.09]My goal in life is a Grammy, hopefully momma will attend the
[05:45.67]Ceremony with all my homies, I'm suicidal
[05:49.07]This my Zombie Circus, I hope the majors heard this
[05:52.36]**** a deal, I just want my father's emai
[05:55.47]So I can tell him how much I ****ing hate him in detai
[05:58.60]
[05:59.73]Wow, umm, so Tyler if you had the chance to tell him something
[06:06.99]What would you tell him?

作词 : Derrick Johnson
作曲 : Derrick Johnson
Yo, **** 2DopeBoyz and **** Nah Righ
And any other ****-nigga-ass blog that can't put an 18 year old nigg
Making his own ****ing beats, covers, videos and all that shi
**** you post-Drake-ass cliche-jerking, LA-slauson rappin
****-nigga-ass Hypebeast niggas, now back to the albu
Well, Tyler, hi, I'm Dr. TC and um, I'm guessing
That your teacher sent you here to talk cause you were misbehaving
Um, it's gonna be three sessions, today, tomorrow, and the next day
So, just tell me something about yourself
Well look, if you don't talk, I mean these sessions are going to go slower
This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep
Some food for thought, this food for death, go ahead and ****ing ea
My father's dead, well I don't know, we'll never ****ing mee
I cut my wrist and play piano cause I'm so depressed
Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed
This meeting just begun, nigga I'm Satan's son
My mother raised me a single parent so it's apparent
That I got love for my mother, none of you other ****er
Are much important I'm getting angrier while recording
I'm feeling like the bulls, I've got a gang of wolves
Odd Future is children that's ****ed up in they menta
Simple but probably not, **** the
I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as ****
Drunk white girls the only way I'll get my dick sucke
Suspended from school coolest nigga without effort
Easy to spot like black bitches with fake leopar
Soak me up in a tampon, but keep the lamp on
Cause this album pack enough evil
That you can't fit inside a Jansport, go to school with this
I go from AP to JC inside a ****ing wee
Waking up with random girls like "Yo, bitch, how the **** we meet?
I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpe
Every time I walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit
No to drugs I never spark it, I used to be bullied for honor classes
By those that were slow as molasses, take this shit to school
Raquel treat me like my father like a ****ing strange
She still don't know I made Sarah to strangle her
Not put her in danger and chop her up in the back of a Wrangler
All because she said no to homecoming, demons running
Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts
I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares I caught, go to sleep
I wear green hats because I'm fortunately lucky
**** me the monster said, somehow the monster's dea
Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil
With this state of mind, big moves, Max Keeble
I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either
A ****ing sin or too illegal play this shit in churc
I graduated without honors or ****ing fathe
He died (I'm so sorry) No bitch, don't even ****ing bothe
I wanted a brother my mother I told her
But instead I got a sister, just like me with her mister nada
So both of our imaginations are creations of the ****ing situatio
That's having our brains racing like Dayton, wearing some ****ing Heely
I know you ****ing feel me, I want to ****ing kill m
But times I'm so serious you think I'm silly
I'm doing Big Style Willy couldn't touch 11
Seven, what's religion nigga? I am legend
I roll with skaters and musicians with an intuition
I created O.F. cause I feel we're more talented
Than 40 year old rappers talking about Gucci
When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers
With the same problem, the only way to solve them
Is to go to Father's Day convention with a gold revolver
Life's a salad, I'm a toss it, eat that shit up, Rick Ross it
Shit it out, bag it up, sell it, I'm so damn rebellious
Cause my mother let me do what I want
She wasn't careless, protective she is the bear
The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid
My father didn't give a ****, so it's something I inheri
My mom is all I have so it's never meet the parents
When Danielle or Milan decide to ****ing shar
This confused boy, I wanna hug hoy, I’m bad for you kids to listen to
Soy is not the choice, I'm bad milk, drink it
Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say
Uh, who knows I might feel as I'm evaluating
My wrist is all red from the cutter
Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer
Is never that's equivalent to me and Sarah
Well that's not her ****ing name, but I think this shit is cleve
My niggas wanna know if I'm ****ing, if I'm kissin
But I'm sitting here downing beers simply just wishing
With a tear they try to tell me but I never listen
Cause I don't give a shit like sitting down pissing
Eighteen, still talking to imaginaries
Hopefully they see the talent I carry just like Jimmy
Losers can never win me, you can never offend me
My goal in life is a Grammy, hopefully momma will attend the
Ceremony with all my homies, I'm suicidal
This my Zombie Circus, I hope the majors heard this
**** a deal, I just want my father's emai
So I can tell him how much I ****ing hate him in detai
Wow, umm, so Tyler if you had the chance to tell him something
What would you tell him?