This is a song about "Tyler compton"

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

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Okay you dancing drinking on your last one

Fags from compton, socked him in his fucking chops: won

Well, that's what you are

Why so serious, tyler

First verse got me feeling like tyler the creator's relapse reaction

For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin

Compton it's quite common for someone to be in your face with a shotgun but

And as the years pass by, you can show them foolsbut you ain't trying to hear me cause your stuck

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

I took this line from tyler: feeling flyer than a bag of bees

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Like tyler creator oh shit black momba's back lyrical insomniac flow is high

My goal is going gold with out selling my soul

Tyler was a teenager and had no goal