Steed Lord lyrics

[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator]
Jesus, somebody call my shrink
'Cause I think I'm about to have a f*ckin' seizure, I forgot
Half this f*cking verse, I'm guessing my brain have amnesia
Cause all my brain cells are livin' single like Khadijah
Rappin'? Stop it, open? Lock it
You n*ggas come short like f*ckin' hobbits
I kidnapped the manager, then rob it
I joke a mothaf*cka' like Batman and Robin, then eat Baskin and Robbin
My girlfriend Islamic, make her eat my pork fork
Spoon in a room with pianos and balloons
A walkway with mushrooms, my girlfriend's a hippie
I bet I feed that motherf*ckin' line like I'm Britney
You faggots is sissies, I'm sh*tty, y'all p*ssy
I run this sh*t, how the f*ck you n*ggas skip me?
Even emo b*tches want to slit me
I'm a bass drum, kick me

[Verse 2: Casey Veggies]
Yeah
Me and Ace, The Creator go harder
Farther, same little n***a, so you should call me your father
Stay givin' lines, edge 'em up like a barber
Always got something to say, like Barbara Walters
Lemme get you high, like you're hittin' a blunt
My name shall ring bells in Black History Month
And, though I ain't old enough to be hittin' the club
Like cheapskates hate it, she'll be givin' it up
They hate to say my name, like [?]
Wait 'till we blow up like Afghanistan
The flow, I just gotta last long, like marriages
If you ain't talkin' money, sound funny like
Africans, yeah, so they don't like us
'Cause I'm the sh*t like what you put in diapers
And, keep it rollin' like brand-new tires
An all-time high, no n***as can climb us, unh