This is a song about "Rated r"

Tyler the creator invented some new shit

Before you see what i'm rated

You just talkin' burners 'cause your a and r said so

Nigga, i got that dilla, premo, swizzy flow

Slowly my ritalin is kickin' in and jesus left hand

So to tell the toys r us kids all across the land

Im a move to the beat u fools r sweet

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Took heed to corrections cuz how poor i was rated"

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

But i can't stop like r h c p

Fuck that nigga, i am the party

You chose a gay r&b beat? are you a psychopath?

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

Now you ain't rated, its stated

Hoes blow for me, i maestro, shit