Tyler, The Creator is Okonma's most commonly used alias, and the one that both of his first two albums are credited to, but he has used several others as well, including Wolf Haley, Ace (or Ace Creator), and Young N***a, the latter of which was part of a prank on OFWGKTA's official site. Many other characters or alter egos and names are featured in his music, such as Tron Cat, a therapist called Dr. TC, and most recently, Tyler Baudelaire, the character from the 2021 album CALL ME IF YOU GET LOST.
In 2009, Tyler self-released his debut mixtape B*stard as a free download off of the official OFWGKTA website. Two music videos were released for tracks off of B*stard, "VCR" and "French!," both of which were directed by Tyler (credited as Wolf Haley). The album is focused on dialogues between Tyler and Dr. TC, and it received generally positive reviews from critics and blogs alike.
After signing to XL Recordings in February 2011, he released "Yonkers," the lead single off his sophomoric album Goblin, which was released on May 10, 2011. The music video for "Yonkers" (directed by Tyler credited as Wolf Haley) won Tyler The 2011 MTV Video Music Award for "Best New Artist," as well as a nomination for Video of the Year (which lost to Katy Perry's "Firework").
Goblin, an album described as "dark," "monolithic," and "a natural sequel to B*stard," continues the sessions with Tyler's fictional therapist, with Tyler venting to Dr. TC about fame, message boards, critics, hype, expectations, media scrutiny, and the idea of being a role model. All of the production was handled by Tyler, save for "Transylvania," which was produced by fellow OFWGKTA member Left Brain.
Tyler's third studio album, known as Wolf, was released in 2013. Tyler alluded to several possible track names on his Formspring account, and he stated that the album would focus less on rapping and more on production. In an interview with DJ Semtex, he confirmed that he would handle all the production on the album, except for one song produced by Left Brain, the same approach that was used for Goblin. On February 14, 2013, OFWGKTA uploaded a video to their YouTube account, which included L-Boy skydiving and stating that on April 2, 2013. Tyler revealed three album covers via his Instagram. The first single from the album was released on February 14, 2013, titled " Domo 23" along with the music video which features cameos from Domo Genesis, Earl Sweatshirt, Jasper Dolphin and Taco Bennett. On February 26, 2013, Tyler performed the songs "Domo23" and "Treehome95" on Late Night with Jimmy Fallon.
Fucking Lame
Tyler the Creator Lyrics
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Drinking on the blueberry Slurpee, eating that fajita
My passenger seat is occupied by Senorita
And mother keeps on bugging me about wanting to meet her
I don't really need her, I'm just tryna treat her real nice
So later on, up in the night, I could go beat her
And make a lie about the gonorrhea
So she don't feel guilty about me wanting to leave her
And I got that '87 bunny flow, like an Easter
Basket, you faggots, is plastic, like nerds with old glasses
But I'm still liable to get my ass kicked
Conned-Sort actor, a Baby Milo addict in the attic
Where you losers can't get me
Nikon and the Canon, they were never the same
And please do not take a picture, I can't be seen with you lames
Man, y'all some muthafuckin' lames
Man, y'all some muthafuckin' lames
Don't lie to yourself, y'all some lames
Man, y'all some lames
The Canon don't flash, y'all some lames
I cannot be seen with you lames
You mothafuckas is some lames
Can't stop for, flashing, like a cop car
Me and, rock well, I'm a rock star
Fuck y'all the O.F. is banging on 'em
Custom Crew-necks Rollin' while we're Ronald Regan on 'em
Y'all drug dealers, I Carl Sagan on 'em
Chop and screw Nas tracks, I got piano's waiting on 'em
My shirt is yellow, but the grill is gold
I couldn't take the Ritalin cause my therapist the pill is old
I can't skate, but I guess that's lost control
I don't have sense, sorry I sold my soul
For some gold Bapes low-price, stale rate
Authentic, never fake, check the poll, our statistic
Stay with authentics, check my steelo
Cause my mob's goodie like we Ceelo
And he know, I am yes and even she know
Every instrument is a gram, kilo
OFM, Bangin' on your FM
In "Fucking Lame" by Tyler, the Creator, the lyrics depict a scene where the singer is driving around in a luxurious car, enjoying a blueberry Slurpee and eating fajitas. In the passenger seat is a woman he's casually seeing, but he doesn't have strong feelings for her. He plans to be nice to her so that later in the night he can have a sexual encounter and then use a lie about having gonorrhea to justify wanting to end the relationship. The song also includes references to Tyler's fashion choices and his sense of superiority over others.
The lyrics convey a sense of disregard for emotional connections and honesty in relationships. The singer objectifies women and manipulates them for his own desires. The use of explicit language and derogatory terms adds to the aggressive and disrespectful tone of the song.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm rolling through Ladera in a Bimmer looking cleaner
I'm driving through Ladera in a BMW, looking fresh and impressive
Drinking on the blueberry Slurpee, eating that fajita
Enjoying a blueberry Slurpee while eating a fajita
My passenger seat is occupied by Senorita
A woman is sitting in my passenger seat
And mother keeps on bugging me about wanting to meet her
My mother constantly nags me about introducing her to the woman
I don't really need her, I'm just tryna treat her real nice
I don't actually need her, I just want to be kind to her
So later on, up in the night, I could go beat her
So that later tonight, I could have sex with her
And make a lie about the gonorrhea
And make up a lie about having a sexually transmitted infection
So she don't feel guilty about me wanting to leave her
So she doesn't feel guilty about me wanting to end the relationship
That 'fuck' on my t-shirt print is cheetah
The word 'fuck' on my t-shirt is designed like a cheetah pattern
And I got that '87 bunny flow, like an Easter
I rap with a flow similar to the bunny from 1987, like an Easter reference
Basket, you faggots, is plastic, like nerds with old glasses
You guys are fake and artificial, like nerds wearing outdated glasses
But I'm still liable to get my ass kicked
But I still may face consequences or get into trouble
Conned-Sort actor, a Baby Milo addict in the attic
I pretend to be an actor, addicted to Baby Milo merchandise in my attic
Where you losers can't get me
Where you losers can't reach or harm me
Nikon and the Canon, they were never the same
Nikon and Canon cameras have distinct differences
And please do not take a picture, I can't be seen with you lames
Please don't take a photo with me, as I don't want to be associated with you boring people
Man, y'all some muthafuckin' lames
You guys are actually pathetic and uninteresting
Don't lie to yourself, y'all some lames
Stop deceiving yourself, you're just a bunch of losers
The Canon don't flash, y'all some lames
The Canon camera is not impressive, just like all of you
I cannot be seen with you lames
I don't want to be seen or associated with you losers
You mothafuckas is some lames
You all are nothing but boring losers
Can't stop for, flashing, like a cop car
I can't stop and I'm always shining, just like a police car
Me and, rock well, I'm a rock star
Me and Rockwell, I'm a famous and successful individual
Fuck y'all the O.F. is banging on 'em
I don't care about any of you, the Odd Future group is dominating the music scene
Custom Crew-necks Rollin' while we're Ronald Regan on 'em
We're wearing personalized crewnecks while adopting the style of Ronald Reagan
Y'all drug dealers, I Carl Sagan on 'em
You guys claim to be drug dealers, but I'm on another level, like Carl Sagan
Chop and screw Nas tracks, I got piano's waiting on 'em
I remix Nas tracks, and I have pianos ready for further experimentation
My shirt is yellow, but the grill is gold
My shirt is yellow, but my dental grill is made of gold
I couldn't take the Ritalin cause my therapist the pill is old
I couldn't take Ritalin because my therapist's prescription is expired
I can't skate, but I guess that's lost control
I'm not good at skateboarding, but I suppose that's a lack of control
I don't have sense, sorry I sold my soul
I lack common sense, and I regret compromising my values for fame
For some gold Bapes low-price, stale rate
I traded my integrity for some discounted, outdated gold Bape sneakers
Authentic, never fake, check the poll, our statistic
I am always genuine, never fake, confirm it by checking the poll or our achievements
Stay with authentics, check my steelo
Stick with authentic people, examine my style and demeanor
Cause my mob's goodie like we Ceelo
Because my group is excellent, just like Ceelo Green
And he know, I am yes and even she know
And he knows, I am affirmative and even she knows
Every instrument is a gram, kilo
Each musical instrument represents a significant quantity, like a gram or kilogram
OFM, Bangin' on your FM
Odd Future Mafia, dominating the radio waves
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Written by: TYLER OKONMA
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