Golden lyrics

[Intro: Dr. TC]
Tyler, you obviously have some f*cking problems
And, this is, this—, this is the end of this session. Let's—, anything else you've gotta say?

[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator & Dr. TC]
Mom is getting jealous, I see my manager more than I see her
Before I go on tour, and it hurts (Yeah)
I miss the days when this was fun, but now, it turned into work
And getting legal, so I gotta watch the sh*t that I blurt out (As you should, that sh*t's outrageous)
My friends are turning into opposites
Because my life is turning into opposite of sloppy wrist
And all the b*tches who forgot about me want to ride my di*k
Harder than the white kids who copy sh*t
Ending it is all I f*cking think about, that's the sh*t I think about
All alone, bawling 'til my mo'f*ckin' eyes bleed
See, he's a leader in person and smile, sh*t gets dis-gur-sting
When there's no person around, talking discussion sh*t, man, f*ck (I'm here to talk to you)
I'm putting myself at a distance
For instance, my best friend is now my f*cking assistant (Who, Travis?)
n*ggas saying "Free Earl" without even knowin' him
See, they're missing a new album; I'm missing my only friend

[Interlude 1: Dr. TC & Tyler, The Creator]
You have everyone around you
You have thirty meetings a day
I don't see what it is
I mean, you— you act like you don't have anyone to talk to
I'm here for you. I'm your friend
When I say, "Odd," y'all say "Future"
Odd... Uh-uh, nah, that sh*t's corny as f*ck
f*ck
You're doin' good, you have a cult following
You're— "Yonkers"...
To these white kids?
Oh, my gosh
[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator & Dr. TC]
Charbroiled n*gga on these dark beats
Nauseous with the Nazi, but it's normal what the cops see
Awesome at his concert, but he never had a pop, see
Mommy was a living single queen, with a La-ti'
So while my wallets piling with symbolic-colored paper
I lace her, 'cause she gave me such a lot at such a young age
Twenty, why didn't she get that abortion?
Probably 'cause that motherf*cking embryo was morphing
Into a Grammy-winning, schizophrenic f*cking orphan
Oops, I mean "bast*rd" (Yeah), skinny-ass disaster
Mom works hard, still working on her master's
Son lies about taking classes at community college
Just to record some bullsh*t he calls bast*rd (Yeah?)
Start a f*cking cult, clash his talents in a brash way
Before he even had a mustache and cash
And all I got was a f*cking sh*tty article in Thrasher

[Interlude 2: Dr. TC & Tyler, The Creator]
All right, just calm down
That ain't sh*t, man
Now, don't— don't— don't make yourself feel guilty
That— That article was great
No, f*ck that, n*gga
You're beating yourself up, and you're living the f*cking life right now, kid
When I was your age, I would have loved to be f*cking doing the things that you're doing right now
f*ck that, f*ck all this sh*t
You—, you—, you act like I'm not here
You're not
I'm exactly who you're supposed to be talking to
You don't f*cking help me with sh*t
You don't help me with sh*t, f*ck
Yeah, you get, that—, that—, who wouldn't do that?
f*ck you, f*ck, you
Who wouldn't—, who wouldn't shoot their friend?
Old f*cking f*ck
That's fine, it's not your fault
I killed my f*cking friends, f*ck (We're gonna need security in here, and, uh)
f*ck, I didn't f*cking sign up for this sh*t (Gonna need something to calm him down)
I'm— I'm not f*cking crazy— I'm a f*cking table
I'm a f*cking table (Yes, come quick, he's losing it)
No, f*ck this sh*t
Tyler, calm down
[Verse 3: Tyler, The Creator & Dr. TC]
I'ma grab the Nina (No) and find a nice arena
'Cause I can't even choose between Ortega or Sabrina (Get security in here)
And I'm not even human, I'm a body-shaped demon
With some semen in my sack, and some problems in the back (Calm the f*ck down)
And a life that's fill with crap, and a finger filled with hate
And a gat that's filled with love, now let opposites attract
I can finally be one (No), like a marriage in a church
But this marriage has a hearse
And the parents of the one that's getting married has a curse
And it's made up inside of him
Too late to reimburse, but wait, it gets worse
All the guests that's in the church all decided to disperse (Tyler)
So there was nobody who could stop the wedding with converse (You don't want to do this)
So they tied the knot; now it's too late to reverse this arrangement (Yes, it is)
And the nurse is amazed at the hurt that he was pained and (Calm the f*ck down)
But it was obvious in all the photos he was painting
Now, a bunch of whispering immerse

[Interlude 3: Dr. TC, Tyler, The Creator, Security Guard & Nurse]
Yeah, he's right there, security's right there
sh*t, no, get away from me
Get him (And then, the nurse blurts)
Come here
What the f*ck is his problem?
Here, we have two doses to give him, here (Why didn't anybody ask him first?)
Get on the ground
Hold him down
I've been asking you this whole time, Tyler
Get the f*ck away from me, get away from me
Come here, motherf*cker ('Cause nobody gave a f*ck)
Get the f*ck off of me, ugh
[Outro: Dr. TC]
Someone gave a f*ck, Tyler, and, uh
The person that gave a f*ck was me
See, you're not going crazy
It's me, I'm your best friend, Tyler
I know everything
I know everything about you
You've been helping yourself this whole time
Your friends? They're just figments of your imagination
Dr. TC, see, Tyler, I'm your conscience
I'm Tron Cat, I'm Ace
I'm Wolf Haley, I'm… Me