Golden Tyler, The Creator

[Intro: Dr. TC]
Tyler, you obviously have some fucking problems
And, this is, this—, this is the end of this session. Let's—, anything else you've gotta say?

[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator & Dr. TC]
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 gotta watch the shit that I blurt out (As you should, that shit's outrageous)
My friends are turning into opposites
Because my life is turning into opposite of sloppy wrist
And all the bitches who forgot about me want to ride my dick
Harder than the white kids who copy shit
Ending it is all I fucking think about, that's the shit I think about
All alone, bawling 'til my mo'fuckin' eyes bleed
See, he's a leader in person and smile, shit gets dis-gur-sting
When there's no person around, talking discussion shit, man, fuck (I'm here to talk to you)
I'm putting myself at a distance
For instance, my best friend is now my fucking assistant (Who, Travis?)
Niggas saying "Free Earl" without even knowin' him
See, they're missing a new album; I'm missing my only friend

[Interlude 1: Dr. TC & Tyler, The Creator]
You have everyone around you
You have thirty meetings a day
I don't see what it is
I mean, you— you act 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 shit's corny as fuck
Fuck
You're doin' good, you have a cult following
You're— "Yonkers"...
To these white kids?
Oh, my gosh