Bastard

Yo  yo  f**k 2 D**e Boys and f**k Nah Right
And any other f**k ni**a a** blog
That can't put an 18 year old ni**a
Making his own f**king beats  covers
Videos and all that sh*t
F**k you post Drake a** cliche jerking
LA slauson rapping
F**k ni**a a** Hypebeast niggas
Now back to the album
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 some food for death
Go 'head and f**kin' eat
My father's dead well I don't know
We'll never f**kin' meet
I cut my wrist and play piano
Cause I'm so depressed
Somebody call the pastor
This bastard is so posessed
This meetin' just begun
Ni**a 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 f**kas
Are much important I'm gettin'
Angrier while recordin'
I'm feelin' like the Bulls
I've got a Gang of Wolves
Odd Future is children
That's f**ked up on they mental
Simple but probably not  f**k 'em
I'm tall  dark  skinny
My ears are big as f**k
Drunk white girls the only way
I'll get my dick sucked
Suspended from school
Coolest ni**a without effort
Easy to spot like black
B**ches with fake leopard
Soak me up in a tampon  but keep the lamp on
Cause this album packs enough evil
That you can't fit inside a jansport
Go to school with this
I go from AP to JC inside of f**kin' week
Wakin' up with random girls like "Yo
B**ch  how the f**k we meet "
I stay with grandma  she always
Bitchin' about her carpet
Every time I walk inside the house
She always tend to start sh*t
No to drugs I never spark it
I used to be bullied for honour classes
By those slow as molasses
Take this sh*t to school
Raquel treat me like my father
Like a f**kin' stranger
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 homecomin'  demons runnin'
Inside my head tellin' me evil thoughts
I'm the dream catcher but nothin'
But nightmares I caught  go to sleep
I wear green hats because
I'm fortunately lucky
F**k me the monster said
Some how the monster's dead
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 evil
My f**kin' samples are too illegal
Play this sh*t in church
I graduated without honors or a f**kin' father
He died  no b**ch
Don't even f**kin' bother
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 f**kin' situation
That's havin' our brains racin' like Dayton
Wearin' some f**kin' heelies
I know you f**kin' feel me
I want to f**kin' kill me
But times I'm so serious you think I'm silly
I'm doin' Big Style Willy couldn't touch 11
Seven  What's religion ni**a
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 talkin' 'bout Gucci
When they have kids they haven't seen in years
Impressin' 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'mma toss it eat that sh*t up
Rick Ross it
Sh*t 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 sh*t is so bare  my diary isn't hid
My father didn't give a f**k
So it's somethin' I inherit
My mom's all I have so it's never meet the parents
When Danielle or Malonda decide to f**kin' share
This confused boy  I wanna hug all ya
I'm bad for you kids to listen to
Soy is not the choice  I'm bad milk  drink it
My wrist is all red from the cutter
Drippin' cold blood like the winter  the summer
Is never that's equivalent to me and Sarah
Well that's not her f**kin name
But I think this sh*t is clever
My niggas wanna know if I'm f**kin'
If I'm kissin'
But I'm sittin' here downin'
Beers simply just wishin'
With tear they try to tell me
But I never listen
Cause I don't give a sh*t
Like sittin' down pissin'
Eighteen  still talkin' 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
F**k a deal  I just want my father's email
So I can tell him how much
I f**kin' hate him in detail