This is a song about "Tyler the creator rape"

Jay electron, tyler and mac miller. what the hell you rap for?

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

Forget not amir the creator, who can plant a fear like a gator we all in your train

Now you can resti betcha never screamed a niggas whole name outand felt tha pleasure and tha pain

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

What! the antenna is gone! [gasp] rape the maid again in rage

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

Will try to rape the less affluent, and protect the pride they'll take,

My pockets got paper on paper

These are words from the creator

Ill get a fucking bitch then ill rape the whore

My ambition is ammunition if this is war

On the beat rape a bitch and make her scream

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Just to let you know, you are

Sorry... lets go tyler.