Golden

Produced by: Tyler, The Creator

<Intro: Tyler, The Creator as Dr. TC>

"Tyler, you... obviously have some *******ing problems...

And, this is... 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 (yeah)

I miss the days when this was fun, but now it turned into work

And getting legal, so I got to watch the ************ that I blurt out (As you should, that ************'s outrageous...)

My friends are turning into opposites

Because my life is turning into opposite of sloppy wrist

And all the ******* who forgot about me want to ride my *******

Harder than the white kids who copy ************

Ending it is all I *******ing think about, that's the ************ I think about

All alone, bawling 'til my mother*******ing eyes bleed

See, he's a leader in person and smile, ************ gets disgursting

When there's no person around, talking discussion ************, man, *******

(I'm here to talk to you) I'm putting myself at a distance

For instance, my best friend is now my *******ing assistant (Who, Travis?)

************s saying "Free Earl" without even knowin' him

See, they're missing a new album, I'm missing my only friend

<Interlude: Tyler, The Creator and Tyler, The Creator as Dr. TC>

You have everyone around you, with... thirty names a day?

I don't see what it is? I mean, you--not like you don't have anyone to talk to...

I'm here for you, I'm your friend

When I say Odd, y'all say Future

Odd... Uh-uh, nah, that ************'s corny as *******, *******!

Tyler, you're doin' good. You have a cult following, you're-

To these white kids?

Oh, my gosh

<Verse 2>

Charbroiled ************ on these dark beats

Nauseous with the Nazi 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 lat ti

So while my wallets 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 mother*******in embryo was morphing

Into a Grammy-winning schizophrenic *******ing orphan

Oops, I mean bastard, skinny-ass disaster

Mom works hard, still working on her masters

Son lies about taking classes at community college

Just to record some bull************ he calls Bastard

Start a *******in cult, clash his talents in a brash way

Before he even had a mustache and cash

And all I got was a *******ing ************ty article in Thrasher

<Interlude: Tyler, The Creator and Tyler, The Creator as Dr. TC>

"Alright, just calm down"

"That ain’t ************, man"

"Now don’t, don’t, don’t make yourself seem guilty. That, that article was great"

"No, ******* that, ************"

"You're beating yourself up and your living the *******ing life right now, kid! When I was your age, I would have loved to be *******ing doing the things that you're doing right now"

"******* that… ******* all this ************"

"You, you, you act like I’m not here"

"You're not"

"I'm exactly who you’re supposed to be talking to"

"You don’t *******ing help me with ************

You don’t help me with ************, *******!"

"Yeah, you get... that, that—who wouldn’t do that?"

"******* you! ******* you!"

"Who wouldn’t, who wouldn't shoot their friend?"

"Old *******ing *******!"

"That’s fine, it’s not your fault"

"I killed my *******ing friends... *******!"

"I’m gonna need security in here, and, uh…"

"*******! I didn't *******ing sign up for this ************!

I'm, I'm not *******ing crazy—I'm a *******ing table! I'm a *******ing table!"

"Yes, come quick. He’s losing it"

"No, ******* this ************!"

"Tyler, calm down"

<Verse 3>

I'mma grab the Nina (No!) and find a nice arena

Cause I can’t even choose between Ortega or Sabrina (Get security in here.)

And I’m not even human, I’m a body shaped demon

With some ******* in my sack and some problems in the back (Calm the ******* down!)

And a life that’s fill with crap, and a finger filled with hate

And a gat that’s filled with love, now let opposites attract

I can finally be one (No!) 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 (Tyler...)

So there was nobody who could stop the wedding with converse (You don't want to do this...)

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 (Calm the ******* down!)

But it was obvious in all the photos he was paining

Now a bunch of whispering immerse

<Outro: Tyler, The Creator, Tyler, The Creator as Nurse, (Security Guard), Dr. TC>

"Yeah, he's right there. Security's right there."

"************! No, get away from me."

"Get him."

And then the nurse blurts

("Come here.")

"What the ******* is his problem? Here, we have two doses to give him, here"

Why didn’t anybody ask him first?

("Get on the ground!") "Hold him down."

"I’ve been asking you this whole time, Tyler..."

"Get the ******* away from me! Get away from me!" ("Come here, mother*******er!")

Because nobody gave a *******

"Get the ******* off of me..."

Someone gave a ******* Tyler

And, uh... the person that gave a ******* 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)