Seven
Tyler the Creator Lyrics


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I'd tell him to eat a dick quicker than Mexicans sprint over borders
I give a fuck like a quarter with 20 cent
At Hamptons with Fred Hampton relaxing at Happy Camper
It's the fucking financial aid at Hamptons wasn't relaxing, I'm taxing
"Fuck 'em all!"'s what I'm chanting, don't complain I'm just ranting
Fuck ranking, I'm the best, I'm the champion's chariot
I'm a liar like Carrey in "Liar, Liar"
I'm dirtier than the sheets in the Marriott, Cable guy like Larry
Peter Pan in my youth, fucking fairies
I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste
Fuck it, Odd Future some Nazis, black Nazis don't copy
We perfect, you sloppy, hotter than Saki Takei
Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet
Screw you like a black teen on Judge Hatchett
Hang with thrashers and jackers
Drug dealers and crackers, AP students and slackers
I'm backwards like Jermaine Dupri in '93
Escaping from concentration camps with a fucking girl board and a ramp
That I ordered from CCS with some diamonds that's VVS
Like I went to Sierra Leone in a homecoming dress
With some matching pink panties, lipstick from my granny
Sup on my hat like that motherfucker friendly
White, red-headed bitch reminded me of Annie
She dino like my state of mind, so yeah she understand me
Fuck You Bunch is here, never disrespect my family
That's for my little brother, sister, cousin and my auntie
Wasted fucking youth? All you old niggas antiques
We go skate, rape sluts and eat donuts from Randy
Bitches like Tia Landry watching Billy and Mandy
Motherfuckers wanna be Odd but you can't be
Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

I guess I got to be a fucking hand-me-down rapper
From Los Angee area anytime I'm fucking landing




Fuck 2DopeBoyz and NahRight, shout out to Hype Track
Them motherfuckers could never get rid of me
Guess I gotta do a fucking song with Dom Kennedy
Get these fucking hip hop bloggers to start feeling me
Because I'm seventeen, compose my own beats
Lyrically I'm dope enough to ass-fuck the dude who made nicotine
Maybe I should buy some Hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans
And follow in your footsteps like a motherfucking millipede
Centipede, make songs about Gucci and ciggaweed
Jerk with my freshmen like it's some motherfucking little league
No I'm not no fucking hipster, mister
No I'm not no fucking Kid Cudi, all my fucking fans love me
Collaboration hits for fans screaming fuck buddies, yo, yo

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and I'm probably fucking drunk
Wasted as fuck, can't walk it out, DJ Unk
My nose is filled with coke and my license is revoked
(Shut the fuck up!) Who the fuck told me not to spoke?
Fuck everybody here, everybody vanished, I'm managed
Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich
Everybody listening can suck my dick in Spanish
Fuck you, faggot (fucking bastard)

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record
I was, I was probably angry, probably on my period
But um, I didn't mean to offend anyone, alright, I'm lying, OF

Overall Meaning

In the song Seven by Tyler The Creator/Mike G, the lyrics address a range of topics, including race, financial status, and rebellion. In the first verse, Tyler talks about his disdain towards authority figures, saying he'd tell someone to "eat a dick" quicker than Mexicans can sprint over borders. He talks about his disregard for material possessions in the lines "I give a fuck like a quarter with 20 cent", and references the Hamptons with Fred Hampton, who was a political activist in the 60s. Tyler's criticism of financial aid at Hamptons and his own taxing attitude towards the situation is also evident in the lyrics. He espouses a "fuck them all" attitude, emphasizing his own self-importance and superiority to others. The lines "Fuck ranking, I'm the best, I'm the champion's chariot" exemplify this.


The second verse continues with Tyler's disregard for societal norms and expectations. He calls himself a liar, dirtier than the sheets in the Marriott, and uses toothpaste as bait for a girl. Tyler expresses his counterculture ideology in the lines "Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet/Screw you like a black teen on Judge Hatchett". He also hints at his own identity as a member of the hip hop group Odd Future, saying "Fuck You Bunch is here", probably a reference to "Wolf Gang Kill Them All", a phrase the group is known for. Tyler's rebellion and embrace of youth culture is also evident in his lines "Wasted fucking youth? All you old niggas antiques/We go skate, rape sluts and eat donuts".


Overall, Seven is a song that showcases Tyler's rebellious attitude and criticism of societal norms. He emphasizes his own superiority and independence, criticizing authority figures and traditional values.


Line by Line Meaning

I'd tell him to eat a dick quicker than Mexicans sprint over borders
I'm not afraid to speak my mind and tell someone off with great speed


I give a fuck like a quarter with 20 cent
I don't care about anything


At Hamptons with Fred Hampton relaxing at Happy Camper
I'm chilling at Hampton with Fred Hampton


It's the fucking financial aid at Hamptons wasn't relaxing, I'm taxing
Even though I'm in financial stress, I'm still cool and collected.


"Fuck 'em all!"'s what I'm chanting, don't complain I'm just ranting
I'm expressing myself through music and rapping aggressively.


Fuck ranking, I'm the best, I'm the champion's chariot
I don't care about being number one; I'm already at the top.


I'm a liar like Carrey in "Liar, Liar"
I'm not honest, and I lie a lot.


I'm dirtier than the sheets in the Marriott, Cable guy like Larry
I'm grimy like a hotel room and a cable guy.


Peter Pan in my youth, fucking fairies
I was innocent like Peter Pan in my childhood, but now I'm not.


I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste
I'm using my looks to get girls to like me.


Fuck it, Odd Future some Nazis, black Nazis don't copy
We're Odd Future, and we're unique. No one can copy us.


We perfect, you sloppy, hotter than Saki Takei
We see ourselves as perfect, and everyone else is less than us.


Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet
I don't need to represent any record label to be successful.


Screw you like a black teen on Judge Hatchett
I'm telling you off with great intensity.


Hang with thrashers and jackers
I hang out with people who do bad things.


Drug dealers and crackers, AP students and slackers
I hang out with people who do dangerous things and those who are high achievers and low achievers.


I'm backwards like Jermaine Dupri in '93
I'm not like anyone else, and I'm unique.


Escaping from concentration camps with a fucking girl board and a ramp
I'm describing a hypothetical escape from terrible conditions, and I'm doing it sarcastically.


That I ordered from CCS with some diamonds that's VVS
I purchased a skateboard ramp and added some high-quality diamonds to it.


Like I went to Sierra Leone in a homecoming dress
A random and unrelated detail to the song's story.


With some matching pink panties, lipstick from my granny
Additional humorous details to add to the story.


Sup on my hat like that motherfucker friendly
My hat is cool and makes me look approachable.


White, red-headed bitch reminded me of Annie
She had red hair and reminded me of the comic Annie.


She dino like my state of mind, so yeah she understand me
She's wild and crazy like me, so we have a connection.


Fuck You Bunch is here, never disrespect my family
I'm saying not to mess with us because we're a tight-knit group.


That's for my little brother, sister, cousin and my auntie
I'm explaining who my family members are.


Wasted fucking youth? All you old niggas antiques
My generation is the best, and older generations are outdated.


We go skate, rape sluts and eat donuts from Randy
We do things that are seen as wrong and immoral, but we don't care.


Bitches like Tia Landry watching Billy and Mandy
Girls like me because I'm cool like the characters from the show 'Billy and Mandy.'


Motherfuckers wanna be Odd but you can't be
People want to be like us, but they can't.


Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot
Older generations should respect us and our talents.


I guess I got to be a fucking hand-me-down rapper
I'm not unique, and I'm just copying others.


From Los Angee area anytime I'm fucking landing
I represent the Los Angeles area and my roots.


Fuck 2DopeBoyz and NahRight, shout out to Hype Track
I'm cursing at some blogs but giving a shout-out to one that supports me.


Them motherfuckers could never get rid of me
I can't be silenced by anyone.


Guess I gotta do a fucking song with Dom Kennedy
I need to make hits with other artists to be successful.


Get these fucking hip hop bloggers to start feeling me
I want to get noticed by blogs and music journalists.


Because I'm seventeen, compose my own beats
I'm young and fresh and can make my music from scratch.


Lyrically I'm dope enough to ass-fuck the dude who made nicotine
I'm highly talented and could outdo anyone.


Maybe I should buy some Hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans
I should start dressing like other rappers to appear trendy.


And follow in your footsteps like a motherfucking millipede
I should follow what other artists are doing.


Centipede, make songs about Gucci and ciggaweed
I should make music about drugs and material possessions like others.


Jerk with my freshmen like it's some motherfucking little league
I act immaturely and recklessly like a child.


No I'm not no fucking hipster, mister
I'm not trying to be like anyone else and I'm unique.


No I'm not no fucking Kid Cudi, all my fucking fans love me
I'm not trying to be like Kid Cudi, but my fans still love me.


Collaboration hits for fans screaming fuck buddies, yo, yo
My fans would love a collaboration with some popular artists.


I'm driving in a stolen truck, and I'm probably fucking drunk
I'm doing something illegal and stupid and probably messed up.


Wasted as fuck, can't walk it out, DJ Unk
I'm too drunk to function properly, like in a DJ Unk song.


My nose is filled with coke and my license is revoked
I'm doing drugs and have had my driving privileges taken away.


(Shut the fuck up!) Who the fuck told me not to spoke?
I'm defiant and do what I want.


Fuck everybody here, everybody vanished, I'm managed
Everyone disappeared, but I'm still standing strong and managing to survive.


Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich
Leave me alone and go do your own thing.


Everybody listening can suck my dick in Spanish
Everyone can go away and bother someone else.


Fuck you, faggot (fucking bastard)
An angry and aggressive taunt towards someone else.


Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record
I'm acknowledging that this song is intense and aggressive.


I was, I was probably angry, probably on my period
I'm making a joke about why I'm so angry in this song.


But um, I didn't mean to offend anyone, alright, I'm lying, OF
I'm pretending to apologize but really don't care what anyone thinks.




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Written by: Tyler Okonma

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