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 [Intro dr. tc] 
Tyler you obviously have some fucking problems 
And this is the end of this session, let's anything else you've gotta say? 
[Verse 1] 
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 that 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 
F*ck, 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 
[Interlude] 
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? 
[Verse 2] 
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 some 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 
[Interlude] 
I'm not crazy, I'm a fucking table, I'm a fucking table! 
[Verse 3] 
I'mma 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 
[Outro] 
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..) 
Me  
 
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