Went to Six Flags Six fags came up and said "Ayo can we get a pic?" I said no And they said "Oh it's Wolf Gang, Yonkers, Goblin is my shit though" Now I'm like, fuck, I dont want to be an asshole So I'm sitting there posing with Travis, Devon With a fake smile like her titties was drawing it on So fucking annoyed because I missed Goliath Cause some kid said I was there then they caused a riot Now I'm surrounded by a 25 hound of fuckers tryna get a photo All because they noticed the top with the box logo And them fucking ears, guarantee they didn't even hear Bastard They bandwagon-jumped me from a pogo, I'm going fucking loco "Hey Tyler can I..." No, bitch, don't you see me tryna buy a fucking churro? "But Tyler, you're my hero, I used to get bullied Until I heard Radicals, the last part got to me. See, I used to give a fuck until my cock would bleed Now I'm the happiest I think I'll ever ever be My life is just like yours, no father My momma must have forgot to stop with a pop condom In school I was the one thinking outside boxes So everybody in them would say that I got problems So when I heard you say it, I said it back like fuck 'em You're in inspiration to niggas like me Not the niggas who like you just cause of lyrics and beats I'm talking about the niggas who dont know where they're going to be I heard the song Bastard right in the moment of heat Not in summer, but of course I was holding a heat Gun on the edge of my feet, I heard that first piano chord And it drew me in like predators carrying treats Then I said to myself fuck is he speaking to me See me and you we go together like snare in a beat I mean snare and a kick drum, see my forearm I carved OF on it this morning with a glass shard On my green miniramp that I built in my backyard (that's weird) Thats hard, that scar from playing air guitar When I see you play at the Roxy (uhhhh) Tyler, I love you, I wanna be just like you (alright) I think about your face and I don't even fucking try to (no homo) Wish I had a basement mitt for me to hide you We could play X-Box and listen to 'In Search Of...' and eat donuts Over conversating about what church does Come up with weird ass videos with roach bugs I'm straight edge too, so no drugs on this trip And Raquel that bitch, you should've killed that bitch You should've took me instead (uhhh, thats weird) See, if you can't have her then he shouldn't neither And if I can't have you then she shouldn't either No one should see you, but me in your t-shirt I worship you until the fucking wrinkles on my knees hurt (what the fuck) Odd Future, Wolf Gang, Golf Wang, Flog Gnaw, free Earl mobbin I know it seems like just I'm slobbing on your knob But I'm just a fan and I ain't losing my fucking noggin (yeah you are) I ain't got a job and I went out and bought Goblin about 5 times Cause (thanks for the support) I love you man (alright) I like tie-dyed tees or just plain white tees, I like pants thats cut I like words like fuck, I got your pics on my wall With the mouth cut out, now paper cuts on my balls Cause your dicks in my jaw (what the fuck) And I hit you on twitter about 10 minutes a day And I'm bitter cause you dont even reply with a hey (sorry) And my boys think I'm gay cause I play VCR In my car all alone speakers waking up neighbors..." Alright my nigga, calm down, it's getting weird, take this pic So I can get on colossus, line as slow as molasses (tyler listen) no nigga I see you are loving my shit And I appreciate the fact that you would suck on my dick But im not gay so its awkward, now I'm grouchy like oscar After spilling some shit on his newest pair of beige dockers Yonkers and yonkers (I love that song) Sick of hearing about yonkers Im grateful that it worked, I attacked and I conquered "Yeah whatever but I had a fucking blast at that concert I was at the Boston one, I got a t-shirt from Sagan, The one that says Sagan Lockhart And when you came out to Sandwiches Thats when my fucking boycrush got started" Just take this fucking picture man, shit...
