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[intro: gw3k music as dr. tc]
you wouldn’t do that, tyler
k!ll yourself or anyone
you don’t— you don’t even have the b_lls 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

[verse 1: gw3k music, gw3k music as dr. tc]
i’m not a f_cking role model (i know this)
i’m a nineteen year old f_ckin’ emotional coaster with pipe dreams
since kanye tweeted tellin’ people he’s bumpin’ all of my sh_t
these motherf_ckers think i’m supposed to live up to somethin’? sh_t
i’m still jackin’ off and proceeding my life careless
but getting more p_ssy ’cause i tell b_tches i’m wood harris (as you should)
from philly to paris, i’m getting these weird stares
at skateparks and airports all in a year, it’s weird
yonkers dropped and left them craniums mindf_cked (yeah)
now competition missin’ like that n_gga my mom f_cked
he still hasn’t called me yet (that’s not your fault)
but that’s a whole f_ckin’ different argument, sh_t, i got over it
and a couple bucks in my pocket, so now i could go buy
a couple hot pockets and grandma could stop cookin’
them nasty ass collard greens, pressure’s on me like this top hat
b_st_rd intro, how the f_ck i’m gonna top that?
[interlude: gw3k music, dr. tc]
tyler, you’ll top it, you’ll top that, you’re a very capable individual
okay, you guys caught me
i’m not a f_ckin’ rapist or a serial k!ller, i lied
you know, you— you just want attention, you’ll be fine
i try too hard, huh?
no, you don’t

[verse 2: gw3k music, dr. tc]
made a couple thou’ and i just don’t know what to buy yet
the ‘preme sh_t is free and i don’t drink, so f_ck a wine set
n_gga, f_ck a mindset, my brain is an obscenity
i’m f_cked in the head, i lost my mind with my virginity
oh, that’s a triple three six, isn’t he a devil worshiper
’cause i’m too f_ckin’ ignorant to do some research?
i’m the star of the group (yeah)
so no one else gets the respect that they deserve ’cause of you (’cause of you)
(b_st_rd was good though) what you think i record it for?
to have a bunch a critics call my sh_t a bunch of horrorcore?
like i didn’t make parade or inglorious
’cause i’m too scared to tell my friends the way i really f_ckin’ feel?
of course they only listen to lyrics about me p_ssin’ off
in the tombs of lara croft, i’m getting p_ssed off (i bet)
message boards are on my d_ck, i need a p_ssin’ waiver (here)
let me bust one in they mouth, i know they feel the flavor
[interlude: gw3k music, dr. tc]
so um, ah, sh_t
can’t they just be happy for me like, a kid with nothin’, livin’ out his dreams?
why they gotta f_ckin’ hate?
i think everyone’s happy, everyone’s immature
everyone loves you, tyler, you have to believe that
i don’t even skate anymore, i’m too f_ckin’ busy
i can barely kickflip now
why? why is that? do you not have any free time when you’re at home?
what the f_ck you mean i’m not talented? you see the sh_t that i’ve been doin’?
i have, i mean, you’re a great person
i mean, i’m not that great of a rapper but as a whole, i’m pretty cool, right?

[verse 3: gw3k music, dr. tc]
people excited, thinkin’ sh_t is so tight (for what?)
getting co_signs from rappers that i don’t even like
what the f_ck you want me to do? start to gobble his mic?
and start jackson him off until his cack blastin’ off? (no)
f_ck that, (that’s gay) these n_ggas ain’t f_ckin’ with me
’cause i don’t listen to the immortal of tech_of_the_nique
and all this underground bullsh_t 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 (i love that sh_t) of that real hip hop
that’s bull_of_the_sheet, but they want to critique
everything that we, wolf gang, has ever released
but they don’t get it (they don’t, it’s not made for them)
’cause it’s not made for them
the n_gga that’s in the mirror rappin’, it’s made for him
but they do not have the mindset that’s same as him
i’m not weird, you’re just a f_ggot, shame on him
[interlude: gw3k music, dr. tc]
it is, but tyler, you’re gonna have to cut down on that “f_ggot” word, that’s very, that’s a, that’s a bad—
i’m not h0m_phobic
i mean, i don’t think you are, but—
f_ggot
alright, well, since the last time we—
the f_ck 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
but your twitter posts, just, i mean, they’re really random and it’s add
who doesn’t have add? well, i don’t
i mean, sometimes you just say really outlandish things
and we just wanna know, what’s the problem for this?
i wish thebe was here

[verse 4: gw3k music, dr. tc]
therapy’s been sinnin’ and n_ggas getting offended
they don’t wanna f_ck with me ’cause i do not f_ck with religion (why?)
you see, that’s my decision, you f_ckers don’t have to listen
here, put this middle finger in your ear (i’d rather not)
when someone gets blamed ’cause some white kid had aimed (what?)
his ak_47 at forty_seven kids, i don’t wanna see my name mentioned
(i don’t think anyone’s going to men— 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 d_ck was hurtin’
but i was determined to be great, so those classes can wait
’cause the four days that i went, i wasn’t learning sh_t (i mean, you, you—)
now i’m livin’ dreams that i wanted since eight
and can afford to get my mother somethin’ on her birthday
(i mean, you’ve explained to me that you were in school, but, i mean, i, i—)
they claim the sh_t i say is just wrong
like n0body has those really dark thoughts when alone
i’m just a teenager who admits he’s suicide pr_ne
my life is doin’ pretty good, so that date is postponed for now
wow, life’s a cute b_tch full of estrogen
and when she gives you lemons, n_gga, throw ’em at pedestrians
(so, what are you saying, take advantage?
i mean, you’ve been doin’ pretty good, i’ve seen that—)
i still live in my grandma’s house
sell out a f_ckin’ show in london just to end up on couches
i hate my f_ckin’ life, but when i make that announcement
my hero calls my phone, just to put that in doubt then
and then i am confused if i want in or just out
my friends really think i’m playin’ when i say i need counselin’
i sit in grandmother’s livin’ 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 gon’ take a couple armed armies tryna stop ’em (i believe you)
all you f_ckin’ lames don’t have to like me (yeah)
the devil doesn’t wear prada, i’m clearly in a f_ckin’ white tee

[outro: dr. tc]
woah, um, alright, uh, so you was tellin’ me you went to new york

- gw3k music gw3k

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