[Intro: Tyler, The Creator]
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, o-

[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator]
You live in my dream state
Relocate my fantasy
I stay in reality
You live in my dream state
Any time I count sheep
That's the only time we make up, make up
You exist behind my eyelids, my eyelids
Now, I don't wanna wake up

[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator]
Went to Six Flags, six **** 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 don't 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 'cause I missed Goliath
'Causе some kid said I was there, thеn they caused a riot (Tyler's here!)
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"
[Refrain: Tatsuro Yamashita & Jerrod Carmichael]
Thank you for your love
Thank you for the heart
There'll never be a long and lonely night again
Thank you for your love (I hate wasted potential)
Thank you for the heart (That shit crushes your spirit)
There'll never be a long and lonely night again

[Verse 3: Kanye West & Tyler, The Creator]
Richer than white people with black kids
Scarier than black people with ideas
Nobody can tell me where I'm headin'
But I feel like Michael Jordan, Scottie Pippen at my weddin'
They say I'm crazy, but that's the best thing goin' for me
You can't lynch Marshawn if Tom Brady throwin' to me
I made a million mistakes, but I'm successful in spite of 'em
I believe you like a fat trainer taking a bite of somethin'
I wanna turn the tanks to playgrounds
I dreamt of 2Pac, he asked me "Are you still down?" Yeah, my n***a
It's on, it's on, it's on, it's on
I know they told they white daughters, "Don't bring home Jerome"
It's funny, when you get extra money
Every joke you tell just be extra funny
I mean, you can even dress extra bummy
Cocaine, bathroom break, nose extra runny
And I gave you all I got, you still want extra from me (Woo)
Oxford want a full-blown lecture from me
And the Lexus pull up, errr, like hop, I hopped out, like wassup?
Err-err-err, step back, hold up, my n***a, you suck
Hold up (Skrrt!)
[Outro: DJ Drama & Tyler, The Creator]
Holiday season
A vision you have to understand from perspective
Nah, nah, fuck that
N***as think 'cause you fucking got all personal that n***as won't go back to that old fucking 2010 shit about talking 'bout fucking everything-all
No, fuck that