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epaR
Earl Sweatshirt and Vince Staples Lyrics


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All the bad bitches boo when you rap
I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact
I got one in the front and two in the back
And the bitches keep screaming "Odd Future is back"

Wolf with a T-Rex cock, less talk
While I invest stock in wet rock
Smoke with all the big bitches bumping "Bedrock"
Sub in the trunk, thumping up against the dead cops
And pop it like I tossed a match in the engine
And go harder than a fucking crack intervention
Clown of the class and the last to attend it
Big Earl make you fags stand at attention
Odd Future, I'm your motherfucking general
Catch 'em where them slap, slash, stab bitch ass niggas go
Girl, you ain't even gotta ask cause you finna know
Why this Playboy so sticky in this centerfold
Sticky what my niggas blow, icky Earl finish foes
Hit 'em low, riddle them with Chronicles of Riddick bows
Chronic in the spliff to the dome, got my system slow
So I'm walking out, ask them niggas what they sprinting fo'

All the bad bitches boo when you rap
I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact
I got one in the front and two in the back
And the bitches keep screaming "Odd Future is back"

Black Ted Bundy sick as John Gacy
Chilling with a possible victim, she was 18
A hitchhiker hippie whore, met her at the liquor store
She frequented to help support the habit picked up in the fourth
Grade A piece of ass, so I plan on screwing it
Slipped of a couple Rufilin inside the bitch's juice and gin
Next thing you know, we're on Earl's burgundy carpet
She's kicking and screaming, begging for me to fucking stop it
Look, you know it's not rape if you like it, bitch
So sit down like a pretty ho and don't fight the shit
Or else I'll have to tie a pretty bow 'round your bloody neck
Hide the slices from the gashes given with a dull Gillette
Mop the blood up, put the body in the apartment
Stash her where we hide the marijuana and the condoms
"Hey, what's that?" Don't touch it or even fucking look
You are Fantasia and the body bag's a fucking book

All the bad bitches boo when you rap
I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact
I got one in the front and two in the back
And the bitches keep screaming "Odd Future is back"

Yo Vince, let me tell you 'bout these hoes I met last night
They thought I was cute 'til I asked what that ass like
Damn right, red light, ran right through it
"You don't even have your permit, what the fuck are you doing?"
Maybe if you shut the fuck up, we'd be cruising
And you wouldn't be sitting, boohooing 'bout your bruises
But no, you wanna be Miss Fuck-with-the-Music
I'm zoning on Relapse, she's sliding on Blueprint
Three seconds it takes for her to turn blue
With my hands around her throat, her arms stopped moving
Pulse stops too, in the back, look confused
As I turn to tell them both not to do shit stupid
Red, white, blue lights in the rear-view, shit
Swerved to the shoulder, tell them both no moving
Sit down in the back, cause the windows tinted
As I rolled down mine to forge a new friendship
"Aren't you a little too young to be driving?"
Look Officer, I'm just tryna get home
"Get out the fucking car with your license and registration"
I ain't getting outta shit, you're starting to try my patience
Didn't have backup, I could tell by the Hummingbike
Reached to the glove, grabbed the motherfucking hunting knife
Stabbed him in his neck and hip, threw him in the trunk and dipped
Back to the fucking crib for some tea and crumpets, shit

All the bad bitches boo when you rap
I can teach you how to pull ‘em like a tutor, in fact
A dead one in the front, dead cop in the back
And two live bitches screaming "Odd Future is back"

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to the song epaR by Earl Sweatshirt featuring Vince Staples are shocking, dark, and controversial. The song uses graphic imagery and a disturbing narrative to explore themes of misogyny, violence, and the glorification of criminal behavior. The lyrics are meant to be taken as a satirical commentary on the music industry and the way society demonizes and glamorizes violent behavior.


The first verse of the song talks about how Earl can attract girls and how Odd Future's music is still popular with their female fans. The second verse is a graphic description of a sexual assault and murder committed by Earl. The third verse is about Vince's encounter with the police and how he ends up killing a cop.


The song is intentionally shocking and offensive to draw attention to the problematic nature of mainstream hip-hop and the glorification of violence and misogyny that is often present in the genre. The song has sparked controversy and criticism from some critics who argue that it promotes violence against women and condones criminal behavior.


Line by Line Meaning

All the bad bitches boo when you rap
Women who are not of high moral standing show disapproval when you perform


I can teach you how to pull 'em like a tutor, in fact
I can instruct you on how to successfully attract these women


I got one in the front and two in the back
I currently have two women accompanying me, one in the front and two in the back


And the bitches keep screaming 'Odd Future is back'
These women are excited and vocal about the return of the Odd Future group


Wolf with a T-Rex cock, less talk
I have an aggressive and confident demeanor


While I invest stock in wet rock
I put money into illegal drugs, such as cocaine


Smoke with all the big bitches bumping 'Bedrock'
I smoke marijuana with attractive and promiscuous women who are listening to the song 'Bedrock'


Sub in the trunk, thumping up against the dead cops
The artists in my car's trunk are playing music loudly and it is causing the slain police officer's body in the trunk to move


And pop it like I tossed a match in the engine
I am driving recklessly and aggressively, as if I set fire to the vehicle's engine


And go harder than a fucking crack intervention
I am pursuing my goals with intensity and determination, comparable to a group of individuals trying to stop someone from using crack cocaine


Clown of the class and the last to attend it
I was the class clown and was frequently tardy or absent


Big Earl make you fags stand at attention
My presence commands respect and attention from even those who are homosexual


Odd Future, I'm your motherfucking general
I am the leader of the Odd Future collective


Catch 'em where them slap, slash, stab bitch ass niggas go
I am targeting individuals who are violent and disrespectful to women


Girl, you ain't even gotta ask cause you finna know
I am signaling to a woman that she need not ask about my intentions, as they are clear


Why this Playboy so sticky in this centerfold
I am sexually aroused while looking at a magazine centerfold


Sticky what my niggas blow, icky Earl finish foes
My associates use drugs and I am adept at defeating enemies


Hit 'em low, riddle them with Chronicles of Riddick bows
I attack my opponents and defeat them, using a reference to the science-fiction movie 'The Chronicles of Riddick'


Chronic in the spliff to the dome, got my system slow
Marijuana is affecting my brain, causing a feeling of calm and relaxation


So I'm walking out, ask them niggas what they sprinting fo'
I am leaving and asking my enemies why they are fleeing


Black Ted Bundy sick as John Gacy
I am similar to notorious serial killers Ted Bundy and John Gacy, and possibly sick in the head


Chilling with a possible victim, she was 18
I am spending time with a young woman who could be my prey, and who is just barely of legal age


A hitchhiker hippie whore, met her at the liquor store
This woman is a promiscuous, dirty hippie whom I encountered while buying alcohol


She frequented to help support the habit picked up in the fourth
The woman is an addict who began using drugs in the fourth grade


Grade A piece of ass, so I plan on screwing it
I intend to have sexual intercourse with this attractive woman


Slipped of a couple Rufilin inside the bitch's juice and gin
I secretly administered a rape drug to her beverage while she was not looking


Next thing you know, we're on Earl's burgandy carpet
After drugging her, we are in a room with red carpet, possibly in the home of someone named Earl


She's kicking and screaming, begging for me to fucking stop it
The woman is struggling and protesting as I forcibly have sex with her


Look, you know it's not rape if you like it, bitch
I am rationalizing my actions by suggesting that if the victim enjoys being raped, it is not really rape


So sit down like a pretty ho and don't fight the shit
I am ordering her to stop resisting and to accept what is happening to her


Or else I'll have to tie a pretty bow 'round your bloody neck
I threaten to murder her and make her corpse appear presentable with a ribbon around her neck


Hide the slices from the gashes given with a dull Gillette
I will conceal evidence of my assault that I inflicted using a blunt razor blade


Mop the blood up, put the body in the apartment
I will clean up the evidence and store the victim's body in a location


"Hey, what's that?" Don't touch it or even fucking look
I am concealing evidence and do not want anyone to see it or touch it


You are Fantasia and the body bag's a fucking book
The victim is like a fictional character, Fantasia, and her body is now a story


Yo Vince, let me tell you 'bout these hoes I met last night
I am recounting to Vince an encounter(s) I had with women


They thought I was cute 'til I asked what that ass like
The women found me attractive until I made a crude and sexual remark towards them


Damn right, red light, ran right through it
I ignored a red traffic signal and drove through the intersection


"You don't even have your permit, what the fuck are you doing?"
Someone questions whether I am authorized to drive


Maybe if you shut the fuck up, we'd be cruising
I respond aggressively to the person who criticized my driving


And you wouldn't be sitting, boohooing 'bout your bruises
If he were quiet, he would not be complaining about his injuries


But no, you wanna be Miss Fuck-with-the-Music
This person is being difficult and is trying to argue or interfere with our activities


I'm zoning on Relapse, she's sliding on Blueprint
I am under the influence of drugs while a woman becomes aroused from listening to a rap album


Three seconds it takes for her to turn blue
I strangled the woman for three seconds until she became unconscious and started to turn blue from lack of oxygen


With my hands around her throat, her arms stopped moving
I was choking the woman and she stopped fighting or resisting


Pulse stops too, in the back, look confused
She is now dead and I am in the backseat of the car, appearing unsure about what to do


As I turn to tell them both not to do shit stupid
I am addressing someone(s) and warning them not to make a mistake or engage in inappropriate behavior


Red, white, blue lights in the rear-view, shit
Police lights suddenly appear in the car's rear-view mirror


Swerved to the shoulder, tell them both no moving
I immediately pull off to the side of the road and instruct the others not to move


Sit down in the back, cause the windows tinted
I order the others to hide in the backseat of the vehicle because the windows are darkly tinted


As I rolled down mine to forge a new friendship
I introduce myself to the police officer to try and avoid getting caught


"Aren't you a little too young to be driving?"
The officer questions my age and ability to drive


Look Officer, I'm just tryna get home
I attempt to justify my actions as simply trying to get to my destination


"Get out the fucking car with your license and registration"
The officer demands that I step out of the car and provide my identification and car registration


I ain't getting outta shit, you're starting to try my patience
I refuse to comply with the officer's demands and express frustration


Didn't have backup, I could tell by the Hummingbike
The officer is alone and does not have additional support nearby


Reached to the glove, grabbed the motherfucking hunting knife
I retrieve a weapon from the glove compartment, intending to use it against the officer


Stabbed him in his neck and hip, threw him in the trunk and dipped
I attack and kill the officer, then place his body in the trunk of the car and leave the scene of the crime


Back to the fucking crib for some tea and crumpets, shit
I return home nonchalantly after committing a murder


All the bad bitches boo when you rap
Women who are not of high moral standing show disapproval when you perform


I can teach you how to pull ‘em like a tutor, in fact
I can instruct you on how to successfully attract these women


A dead one in the front, dead cop in the back
There are now two corpses in the car, one in the front passenger seat and a slain police officer in the trunk


And two live bitches screaming 'Odd Future is back'
The women continue to show excitement about the return of the Odd Future group despite being surrounded by death and violence




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@mynameisnotchef7310

0% Drugs
0% Nudity
0% Violence
0% Swearing
0% Flexing
0% Alcohol
100% Pure Christian Music

@syntakzzz

a tad bit of violence

@neilfingeredabird706

@@syntakzzz i dont hear any

@yourmumsahoe1

@@syntakzzzall i heard was the lords good word? “ you know its not rape if you like it bitch” ishah 3:5

@syntakzzz

@@yourmumsahoe1 ever so slightly.. perhaps a miniscule bit?

@iiii800

I’m 9 and my dad sings this to me every night, love you daddy ❤

@dissclout47

w pops

@Bri6n

W POPS

@pineapplesodah

W POPS

@nathanthapharmicist

Dawg 😭

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