Golden

Tyler you obviously have some fucking problems
 And this is the end of this session, let's anything else you've gotta say?
 Mom is getting jealous I see my manager more
 Than I see her before, I go on tour and it hurts
 I miss the days when this was fun but now it turned into work
 They getting legal, so now I gotta watch the shit that I blurt out
 My friends are turning into opposites
 Because my life is turning into opposite of sloppy wrist
 And all the bitches who forget about me want to ride my dick
 Harder than the white kids who copy shit
 Ending it is all I fucking think about, that's the shit I think about
 All alone, bawling 'til my mothafuckin' eyes bleed
 See, he's a leader in person and smile, shit gets disgursting
 When there's no person around, talking discussion shit, man
 Fuck, I'm putting myself at a distance
 For instance, my best friend is now my fucking assistant
 Niggas saying "Free Earl" without even knowin' him
 See, they're missing the new album, I'm missing my only friend
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 When I say Odd, y'all say Future
 Odd... uh-uh, that shit's corny as fuck
 (Tyler, you have a cult following)
 To these white kids?
 Charbroiled nigga on these dark beats
 Nashes with the Nazis but it's normal what the cops see
 Awesome at his concert, but he never had a pop, see
 Mommy was a living single queen with a lot tee
 So while my wallet's piling with symbolic colored paper
 I lace her, cause she gave me such a lot at such a young age
 20, why didn't she get that abortion?
 Probably cause that motherfuckin embryo was morphing
 Into a Grammy winning schizophrenic fucking orphan
 Oops I meant bastard, a skinny ass disaster
 Mom works hard, still working on her masters
 Son lies about, taking classes at community college
 Just to record some bullshit he calls Bastard
 Start a fuckin cult, clash his talents in a brash way
 Before he even had a mustache and cash
 And all I got was a fuckin' shitty article in Thrasher
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 I'm not crazy, I'm a fucking table, I'm a fucking table!
 I'ma grab the Nina and find a nice arena
 Cause I can't even choose between Ortega or Suprema
 And I'm not even human, I'm a body shaped demon
 With some semen in my sack and some problems in the back
 And a life that's full of crap, and a finger filled with hate
 And a gat that's filled with love, now let opposites attract
 I can finally be one like a marriage in a church
 But this marriage has a hearse and the parents of the one
 That's getting married has a curse and it's made up inside of him
 Too late to reimburse but, wait it gets worse
 All the guests that's in the church, all decided to disperse
 So there was nobody who could stop the wedding with converse
 So they tied the knot, now it's too late to reverse
 This arrangement (yes it is) and the nurse is amazed at the hurt
 That he was painting but it was obvious in all the photos
 He was paining, now a bunch of whispering immerse
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 And then the nurse blurts
 (What the fuck is his problem, here, we have two doses to give him, here)
 Why didn't anybody ask him first?
 (I've been asking you this whole time)
 Because nobody gave a fuck
 Someone gave a fuck Tyler
 And, uh, the person that gave a fuck was me
 See, you're not, going crazy, it's me, I'm your best friend Tyler
 I know everything, I know everything about you
 You've been helping yourself this whole time
 Your friends, they're just figments of your imagination
 Dr. TC, see Tyler, I'm your conscience
 I'm Tron Cat, I'm Ace, I'm Wolf Haley, I'm...
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 Me