This is a song about "Tyler and xbox"

And him and tyler keep it trill like andre,

Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say

Cuz when my pen hits the paper creatin lyrics like tyler the creators baby

Kamikazehoping that none of the spies find methat's why we bye bye daily

Sorry... lets go tyler.

Said when i do dirt wit her

(hi, i'm here to see xbox perform live)

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

And remember what i said and

This how i hear it different

The club underwater, have em running out the front

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

See i was in my room, on my old xbox.

See i was in my room, on my old xbox.

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box