This is a song about "Tyler and xbox"

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

Tyler was a teenager and had no goal

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

Woooh, race my niggas, and i bet you never pass me like a free safety

And i got nieces who need me they fathers ain't important

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Then the most expensive thing i owned was my xbox

Nobody rep for the skins, they busy cheering them stars

While you were playing 2k on your xbox, my pencil was erasing lines

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

Grab the scissors and saws and

But nah, he is quite different

We about to set this bitch on fire

Why so serious, tyler

Social conditioning and

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different