Bastard
Oddfuture Lyrics


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This is what the Devil plays before he goes to sleep
Some food for thought some food for death, go 'head and fuckin' eat
My father's dead well I don't know, we'll never fuckin' meet
I cut my wrist and play piano 'cause I'm so depressed
Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed
This meetin' just begun, nigga I'm Satan's son

My mother raised me a single parent so it's apparent
That I got love for my mother, none of you other fuckas
Are much important I'm gettin' angrier while recordin'
I'm feelin' like the Bulls, I've got a Gang of Wolves
Odd Future is children that's fucked up on they mental
Simple but probably not, fuck 'em

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck
Drunk white girls the only way I'll get my dick sucked
Suspended from school coolest nigga without effort
Easy to spot like black bitches with fake leopard
Soak me up like a tampon, but keep the lamp on
'Cause this album packs enough evil
That you can't fit inside a Jansport, go to school with this

I go from AP to JC inside of fuckin' week
Wakin' up with random girls like "Yo, bitch, how the fuck we meet?"
I stay with grandma, she always bitchin' about her carpet
Every time I walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit
No to drugs I never spark it, I used to be bullied for honour classes
By those slow as molasses, take this shit to school

Raquel treat me like my father like a fuckin' stranger
She still don't know I made Sarah to strangle her
Not put her in danger and chop her up in the back of a Wrangler
All be'cause she said no to homecomin', demons runnin'
Inside my head tellin' me evil thoughts
I'm the dream catcher but nothin' but nightmares I caught, go to sleep

I wear green hats be'cause I'm fortunately lucky
Fuck me the monster said, some how the monster's dead
Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil
With this state of mind, big moves, Max Keeble
I'm on my grind feeble, my music is evil
My fuckin' samples are too illegal, play this shit in church

I graduated without honors or a fuckin' father
He died, no bitch, don't even fuckin' bother
I wanted a brother my mother I told her
But instead I got a sister, just like me with her mister nada
So both of our imaginations are creations of the fuckin' situation
That's havin' our brains racin' like Dayton, wearin' some fuckin' Heelies

I know you fuckin' feel me, I want to fuckin' kill me
But times I'm so serious you think I'm silly
I'm doin' Big Style Willy couldn't touch 11-7
What's religion nigga? I am Legend
I roll with skaters and musicians with an intuition
I created O.F. 'cause I feel we're more talented
Than 40 year old rappers talkin' 'bout Gucci
When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressin' their peers
With the same problem, the only way to solve them
Is to go to Father's Day convention with a gold revolver
Life's a salad I'ma toss it eat that shit up, Rick Ross it
Shit it out, bag it up sell it, I'm so damn rebellious
'Cause my mother let me do what I want
She wasn't careless, protective she is the bear
The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid
My father didn't give a fuck, so it's somethin' I inherit
My mother's all I have so it's never meet the parents
When Danielle or Malonda decide to fuckin' share
This confused boy, I wanna hug all ya, I'm bad for you kids to listen to
Soy is not the choice, I'm bad milk, drink it

My wrist is all red from the cutter
Drippin' cold blood like the winter, the summer
Is never that's equivalent to me and Sarah
Well that's not her name, but I think this shit is clever
My niggas wanna know if I'm fuckin', if I'm kissin'
But I'm sittin' here downin' beers simply just wishin'
With tear they try to tell me but I never listen
'Cause I don't give a shit like sittin' down pissin'
Eighteen, still talkin' to imaginaries
Hopefully they see the talent I carry just like Jimmy
Losers can never win me, you can never offend me
My goal in life is a Grammy, hopefully momma will attend the
Ceremony with all my homies, I'm suicidal
This my Zombie Circus, I hope the majors heard this




Fuck a deal, I just want my father's email
So I can tell him how much I fuckin' hate him in detail

Overall Meaning

The song Bastard by Oddfuture is filled with angst, self-loathing and a deep need for attention. The singer in the song is a young black man who feels like he has been abandoned by his father and raised by a single mother. He feels alienated from society and his peers, and is seeking attention, often through acts of self-harm. The song talks about his desire to self-destruct and his inner conflict between wanting to be understood and wanting to be an outcast.


Throughout the song, the singer switches from talking about his family to talking about his friends in the rap group Oddfuture. He sees them as his “gang of wolves” who are all similarly messed up in the head. He feels like he has a kinship with them due to their shared mental health problems. He expresses his frustration with society and his peers, describing them as “slow as molasses.”


The chorus of the song is “This meeting just begun, nigga I’m Satan’s son.” This line is a reference to his feeling of being an outcast and his attraction to evil or bad things. The song is a window into the mind of a damaged young man, struggling to find his place in the world.


Line by Line Meaning

This is what the Devil plays before he goes to sleep
This song represents the darkness and sinister thoughts lingering in one's mind.


Some food for thought some food for death, go 'head and fuckin' eat
The lyrics serve as a provocation to explore deep and controversial topics that may lead to self-destruction.


My father's dead well I don't know, we'll never fuckin' meet
The artist expresses the absence of a father figure in his life, leading to unanswered questions and unresolved emotions.


I cut my wrist and play piano 'cause I'm so depressed
The artist uses self-harm as a coping mechanism for his overwhelming feelings of sadness and hopelessness.


Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed
The artist believes that his emotions and struggles are so intense that they resemble possession by evil forces, seeking spiritual intervention.


This meetin' just begun, nigga I'm Satan's son
The artist sees himself as a product of darkness, identifying with Satan's figurative son and suggesting a twisted mindset.


My mother raised me a single parent so it's apparent
Acknowledging his mother's role as the sole caregiver, the artist emphasizes the importance of his bond with her amidst the absence of his father.


That I got love for my mother, none of you other fuckas
The artist expresses his deep affection and loyalty towards his mother, contrasting it with his lack of regard for others.


Are much important I'm gettin' angrier while recordin'
The artist channels his anger and frustration into his music, using it as a therapeutic outlet during the recording process.


I'm feelin' like the Bulls, I've got a Gang of Wolves
Drawing a parallel to the Chicago Bulls basketball team, the artist associates himself with a group of misfits and outsiders, known as Odd Future.


Odd Future is children that's fucked up on they mental
The artist describes his music collective, Odd Future, as a group of troubled individuals whose mental states are in disarray.


Simple but probably not, fuck 'em
Dismissive of others' opinions, the artist suggests that his issues and artistry may appear straightforward to some, but are undoubtedly complex and misunderstood.


I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck
The artist provides physical descriptions of himself, emphasizing unconventional features that set him apart from societal beauty standards.


Drunk white girls the only way I'll get my dick sucked
The artist suggests that intoxicated white girls are the only individuals who show him sexual interest, reflecting his struggles with relationships and self-esteem.


Suspended from school coolest nigga without effort
Despite facing disciplinary action and being suspended from school, the artist sees himself as effortlessly cool and desirable.


Easy to spot like black bitches with fake leopard
Drawing attention to conspicuousness, the artist compares his visibility to black women wearing counterfeit leopard prints, highlighting his distinct presence.


Soak me up like a tampon, but keep the lamp on
The artist desires to be absorbed and understood by others, likening himself to a tampon, but also requires illumination to expose the darkness within.


'Cause this album packs enough evil
Acknowledging the disturbing and sinister nature of his music, the artist suggests that his album contains a significant amount of darkness and malevolence.


That you can't fit inside a Jansport, go to school with this
Imagining his music as an entity too large and unconventional to be carried in a typical backpack, the artist suggests that his work challenges societal norms and can be influential for students.


I go from AP to JC inside of fuckin' week
The artist references his ability to transition between different academic tracks, indicating his intelligence and adaptability within educational systems.


Wakin' up with random girls like 'Yo, bitch, how the fuck we meet?'
The artist describes his encounters with unfamiliar girls, highlighting his casual and promiscuous lifestyle while acknowledging the lack of attachment or emotional connection.


I stay with grandma, she always bitchin' about her carpet
Living with his grandmother, the artist highlights her constant complaints or nitpicking about the cleanliness or condition of the carpet, reflecting his unstable home environment.


Every time I walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit
The artist experiences constant conflicts or arguments with his grandmother whenever he enters the house, fostering a tense and hostile atmosphere.


No to drugs I never spark it, I used to be bullied for honour classes
Claiming to abstain from drug use, the artist reveals past experiences of being bullied due to his involvement in advanced or honors-level classes.


By those slow as molasses, take this shit to school
Being tormented by his academically inferior peers, the artist encourages listeners to take this knowledge and awareness to their educational settings.


Raquel treat me like my father like a fuckin' stranger
Drawing a parallel between his father's absence and the behavior of someone named Raquel, the artist emphasizes feeling neglected or treated as a stranger by a significant person in his life.


She still don't know I made Sarah to strangle her
Revealing his dark fantasies and intentions, the artist admits to creating a fictional character named Sarah with the intent to harm or even kill Raquel, reflecting an unstable and vengeful mindset.


Not put her in danger and chop her up in the back of a Wrangler
Stating that his intention regarding Raquel is not to truly harm her, the artist uses vivid imagery of violence and disposal, exhibiting disturbing thoughts and desires.


All be'cause she said no to homecomin', demons runnin'
The artist reveals that his destructive thoughts and actions towards Raquel were triggered by her rejection of his invitation to homecoming, demonstrating the fragile and disturbed state of his mind.


Inside my head tellin' me evil thoughts
The artist acknowledges the presence of malicious and harmful thoughts that haunt his mind.


I'm the dream catcher but nothin' but nightmares I caught, go to sleep
Referring to himself as a dream catcher, the artist reveals that instead of pleasant dreams, he only captures and experiences nightmares, suggesting an unsettling and troubled subconscious.


I wear green hats be'cause I'm fortunately lucky
The artist wears green hats as symbols of luck and fortune, finding solace in objects that may bring him positive outcomes amidst his challenging circumstances.


Fuck me the monster said, some how the monster's dead
Acknowledging the presence of an inner monster or dark side within himself, the artist reflects on its demise or suppression, implying that he no longer allows it to control him.


Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil
While the artist claims the monster within is dead, he acknowledges that the thoughts it used to inspire in him remain tainted by malevolence and negativity.


With this state of mind, big moves, Max Keeble
Emphasizing his determined mindset despite the darkness within, the artist references the movie 'Max Keeble's Big Move' to suggest his resilience and commitment to making significant changes.


I'm on my grind feeble, my music is evil
Acknowledging his relentless work ethic despite feeling weak or incapable, the artist describes his music as having a malevolent or sinister quality, reflecting his state of mind.


My fuckin' samples are too illegal, play this shit in church
Claiming that his song samples contain explicit or offensive content, the artist ironically suggests playing his provocative music even in places of worship to challenge societal norms and provoke reactions.


I graduated without honors or a fuckin' father
The artist reveals that he did not receive any academic honors or achievements upon graduating, emphasizing his lack of a father figure in his life.


He died, no bitch, don't even fuckin' bother
Rejecting any sympathy or concern for the loss of his father, the artist dismisses the idea of engaging in an emotional conversation or connection related to his father's death.


I wanted a brother my mother I told her
Expressing a desire for a sibling and confiding in his mother, the artist reveals his longing for a brother as a form of support and companionship.


But instead I got a sister, just like me with her mister nada
Contrary to his wish for a brother, the artist speaks of having a sister who, like him, lacks a stable relationship or meaningful connection with a partner or 'mister'.


So both of our imaginations are creations of the fuckin' situation
Asserting that both his and his sister's imaginations are shaped by the dysfunctional circumstances they find themselves in, suggesting that their creativity and mindset are influenced by their troubled upbringing.


That's havin' our brains racin' like Dayton, wearin' some fuckin' Heelies
Comparing the speed and chaos of their thoughts to a race, the artist likens their mental states to wearing roller shoes called Heelies, suggesting an uncontrollable and fast-paced thinking process.


I know you fuckin' feel me, I want to fuckin' kill me
Addressing the listeners directly, the artist seeks understanding and connection, revealing his intense desire to end his own life due to the pain and emotional turmoil he experiences.


But times I'm so serious you think I'm silly
Despite his serious anguish and suicidal thoughts, the artist recognizes that others may perceive his emotions as foolish or inconsequential due to his occasional display of humor or lightheartedness.


I'm doin' Big Style Willy couldn't touch 11-7
Comparing himself to the character Big Willies from the movie 'Big Momma's House', the artist conveys his confidence and ability to navigate dangerous situations, avoiding trouble.


What's religion nigga? I am Legend
Challenging the concept of religion and its significance, the artist asserts his own existence as something legendary or exceptionally unique.


I roll with skaters and musicians with an intuition
The artist aligns himself with a group of skateboarders and musicians who possess a deep understanding or instinctual grasp of their creative endeavors, emphasizing their shared mindset and talent.


I created O.F. 'cause I feel we're more talented
The artist claims responsibility for the creation of the music collective Odd Future, believing that they possess greater artistic skill and ability compared to other individuals or groups.


Than 40 year old rappers talkin' 'bout Gucci
Implicitly criticizing older rappers who focus on materialistic aspects like luxury brand Gucci, the artist suggests that Odd Future's music delves deeper and offers more substance.


When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressin' their peers
Highlighting the hypocrisy of older rappers who prioritize impressing their peers over being present in their children's lives, the artist criticizes their lack of genuine connections and priorities.


With the same problem, the only way to solve them
Suggesting a similarity between himself and the older rappers, the artist proposes that the only way to address these issues is by attending a Father's Day convention with a gold revolver, implying thoughts of violence or revenge.


Is to go to Father's Day convention with a gold revolver
Metaphorically expressing his desire to confront and potentially harm absent fathers, the artist alludes to attending a Father's Day event armed with a gold revolver as a form of retribution.


Life's a salad I'ma toss it eat that shit up, Rick Ross it
Using a metaphor of life as a salad, the artist implies that he will embrace and consume life's challenges or difficulties, likening it to the way rapper Rick Ross tackles his songs with gusto and determination.


Shit it out, bag it up sell it, I'm so damn rebellious
After experiencing and processing life's challenges, the artist compares it to excreting waste, then packaging and selling it, suggesting that his unconventional approach and defiance make him unique and rebellious.


'Cause my mother let me do what I want
Grateful for his mother's permissiveness, the artist attributes his ability to act freely and pursue his passions to her leniency and lack of restrictions.


She wasn't careless, protective she is the bear
Clarifying that his mother's lack of restrictiveness does not imply carelessness or neglect, the artist characterizes her as fiercely protective, comparing her to a bear.


The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid
Drawing attention to the raw and exposed nature of his lyrics, the artist reveals that his diary, which acts as a source of inspiration, is not hidden or concealed.


My father didn't give a fuck, so it's somethin' I inherit
Referencing his absent father's lack of care or concern, the artist suggests that his own indifference or disregard may have been inherited as a result of this upbringing.


My mother's all I have so it's never meet the parents
Acknowledging his mother as his sole support system, the artist implies that he has no need or desire to introduce any potential romantic partners to his mother, as he relies solely on her.


When Danielle or Malonda decide to fuckin' share
Speculating about hypothetical situations involving women named Danielle or Malonda, the artist suggests that if they were to enter his life, they would need to be willing to share or compromise due to his close bond with his mother.


This confused boy, I wanna hug all ya, I'm bad for you kids to listen to
Admitting his own confusion and vulnerability, the artist expresses a desire for support and affection, while recognizing that his music may be harmful or inappropriate for young listeners.


Soy is not the choice, I'm bad milk, drink it
Rejecting the notion of conformity or being a safe choice, the artist likens himself to spoiled or rotten milk, encouraging listeners to embrace his controversial or unsettling content.


My wrist is all red from the cutter
Referring to self-harm practices, the artist mentions the visible marks or scars on his wrist caused by cutting or self-inflicted injuries.


Drippin' cold blood like the winter, the summer
Describing the flow of blood from his wrist wounds, the artist likens it to the experience of coldness during winter and the contrast of warmth during summer, highlighting the pain and juxtaposition of emotions.


Is never that's equivalent to me and Sarah
The artist argues that his emotional experiences and struggles are incomparable to the idea of everlasting summer, which he relates to someone named Sarah, suggesting the insignificance of fleeting moments of happiness.


Well that's not her name, but I think this shit is clever
Disclosing that his reference to Sarah is not her actual name, the artist admits to using a different name but finds satisfaction in the cleverness of the wordplay or metaphor.


My niggas wanna know if I'm fuckin', if I'm kissin'
Addressing his friends' curiosity about his romantic or sexual experiences, the artist reveals their interest in knowing if he is engaging in intimate relationships or activities.


But I'm sittin' here downin' beers simply just wishin'
Rather than engaging in romantic or sexual pursuits, the artist confesses to spending his time consuming alcohol, indicating a desire for something more or a longing for meaningful connections.


With tear they try to tell me but I never listen
Despite the concern and advice of others, the artist admits to ignoring their warnings or attempts to communicate, possibly due to his own stubbornness or refusal to accept help.


'Cause I don't give a shit like sittin' down pissin'
Asserting his indifference and lack of concern, the artist compares his nonchalant attitude to that of casually sitting down to urinate, demonstrating apathy and disregard for societal norms.


Eighteen, still talkin' to imaginaries
At the age of eighteen, the artist admits to conversing with imaginary or fictional entities, suggesting a possible struggle with loneliness or lacking genuine connections.


Hopefully they see the talent I carry just like Jimmy
Expressing a desire for recognition and acceptance, the artist hopes that others will recognize and appreciate his skills and abilities, comparing himself to the famous talk show host, Jimmy Fallon.


Losers can never win me, you can never offend me
Believing himself to be superior or untouchable, the artist asserts that individuals he deems as 'losers' will never be able to defeat or provoke him, suggesting a strong sense of self-worth.


My goal in life is a Grammy, hopefully momma will attend the
Revealing his ambition and desire for recognition, the artist aspires to win a Grammy Award, expressing hope that his mother will be present during this achievement.


Ceremony with all my homies, I'm suicidal
Describing a hypothetical scenario where he achieves success and is surrounded by his friends, the artist adds that he still struggles with suicidal thoughts despite external accomplishments, showing the complexity of his emotions.


This my Zombie Circus, I hope the majors heard this
Referring to his music album or overall body of work as a 'Zombie Circus', the artist expresses a desire for recognition and attention from major record labels or industry executives.


Fuck a deal, I just want my father's email
Rejecting the significance of a record deal, the artist reveals that his ultimate desire is simply to possess or establish communication with his father, highlighting the importance of this personal connection.


So I can tell him how much I fuckin' hate him in detail
Expressing his intense feelings of resentment and anger towards his father, the artist desires an opportunity to directly convey his strong negative emotions in painstaking detail.




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Written by: Tyler Okonma

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lil coochi vert

I remember when my brother first introduced me to Tyler’s music back when I was 10. That shit changed my life. I’m 60 now. Time flies lol

Alonso Canales

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Spoiled Joe Skateboarding

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Michael

Ava?

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lil coochi vert LMAO

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Salvador Romero Jr

In 2009, an 18 year old Tyler said "My goal in life is a Grammy, hope my mom attend the ceremony with all my homies." in his suicidal tendency heavy song "Bastard". 8 years later he's nominated for one. Congratulations Tyler you deserve it.

Sheriff Aboubakar

Salvador Romero Jr still didnt win one lmao

Solid StaleFry

Flower boy should’ve won. Damn. Was good, but Tyler put so much work into it.

i am boomer.

@Sheriff Aboubakar he did

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