This is a song about "Tyler the creator"

But i didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll

Tyler was a teenager and had no goal

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

Amir, the creator of the site, but somethin ain't right. makes me question how legit your

And i know that you're open

The bigger the the fun

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Beat dictator dream deflater ma flows the hater creator

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track

I bring the heat like the

Play the game nigga

Your mother was a baby boomer i fucked her on a table at hooters and passed her to my shooters

Never seen a creator consulting his users all the others are faggots, all the others are losers