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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 fucking role model I know this. I'm a nineteen-year-old fucking emotional coaster With pipe dreams. Since tweeted telling people he's Bumping all of my shit, these motherfuckers think I'm supposed to live up to something. Shit, I'm still jacking 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 skateparks and airports all in a year. It's weird. Yonkers dropped and left them craniums Mind-fucked. Yeah. Now competition missing like that Nigga my mom fucked. He still hasn't called me yet. That's not your fault. But that's a whole fucking Different argument. Shit, I got over it. And a couple bucks in my pocket, so now I could go buy a couple Hot Pockets so Grandma can stop cooking them nasty-ass collard Greens. Pressure's 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 individual. Okay, you guys caught me. I'm not a fucking rapist or a serial killer. I lied. We know you. You just want attention. You'll fine. I try too hard, huh? No. 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 mindset, 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 worshiper? 'Cause I'm too fucking ignorant to do some research. I'm the star of the group-Yeah no one Else gets the respect that they deserve 'cause of You. Shit. 'Cause Bastard was good, though. What you think I recorded for? To have a bunch of critics call my shit 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 fucking feel? Of course they only listen to lyrics about me Pissing off in the tombs of Lower Croft. I'm getting pissed off. Uh-huh. Message boards are on my dick. I need a pissing wave. Here. Let me bust one in they mouth. I know they feel the flavor. So, um, you- Can't they just be happy for me? Like a kid with nothing living out his dreams. Why they gotta fucking hate? I think everyone's happy. Everyone's I love you, Tyler. You have believe that. I, I, I don't even Skate anymore. I'm too fucking busy. I could barely kickflip now. Why? Why is that? Are you having any free time anymore? What the fuck you mean I'm not talented? You, you see the shit that I've been doing? I, I, I think you're a great person. I mean, I'm not that great of a rapper, But as a whole I'm pretty cool, Right? People excited thinking 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 jacking Him off until his cat blasting off? No. Fuck that. Okay. These niggas ain't fucking with me 'cause I don't Listen to the Immortal with Tech of the Neek And all this underground bullshit that's never gonna Peak on the Billboard Top 20 and Jam of The Week. I'd rather listen to Badu and Pusha T and some Waka Flocka Flame instead of that- I like real hip hop that's full of the Sheens. But they wanna critique everything that we Wolf Gang has ever released, but they don't get It. They don't. It's not made them. 'Cause it's not made for them. The nigga that's in the mirror rapping, 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 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 a, that's a bad-I'm not homophobic. I mean, I don't think you are, but-Faggot. All right. Well, since the last time What you Fucking is a good performance. I get on stage and I have as much Fun as I can. I mean, you, you do. Seems like you have. 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 just say really outlandish things, And we just wanna know what's the problem for This. I wish Tobey was here. Therapy's been sending and niggas getting offended. They don't wanna fuck with me 'cause I do Not fuck with religion. Why? But see, that's my decision. You fuckers don't have to listen. Here, put this middle finger in your ear. Uh, better not. But someone gets blamed 'cause some White kid had aimed-What? His AK-47 at 47 kids. I don't wanna see my name mentioned. I don't think anyone gonna men-I don't think Anyone takes you serious enough to believe you. College wasn't working and I wasn't working, So I was at home jerking off until my Dick was hurting. But I was determined to be Great, so those classes could wait 'cause the four Days that I went, I wasn't learning shit. I mean, you, you-Now I'm living dreams that I've wanted since eight and can't afford to get My mother something on her birthday. I mean, you've explained to me that you were In school, but I mean, 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 doing pretty good, So that date is postponed for now. Wow, life's a cute bitch full of estrogen. And when she gives you lemons, nigga, throw 'em At pedestrians. So what are you saying? Take advantage. I mean, you've been doing pretty Good. I-I've seen that Still live in my Grandma's house. Sold out a fucking show in London Just to end up on couches. I hate my fucking life, but when I make That announcement, my hero calls my phone just to Put that in doubt then. But then I am confused if I want in Or just out. My friends really think I'm playing 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 him. I believe you. All you fucking lames don't have to like me. Right. The devil doesn't wear Prada. I'm clearly in a fucking white tee. Whoa. Um, All right. Uh, She was telling me you went to New York.
Tyler, The Creator — Goblin
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