Tron Cat
Tyler the Creator Lyrics

Satan's getting jealous of the wolves, the demons say they preferring us
Even dark forces, like Satan, envy the power and influence of our group, as malevolent spirits seem to find us more appealing.

Books on not giving a fuck is what they're referring us (Wolf Gang)
People associate our identity with literature that promotes a carefree, rebellious attitude, suggesting we embody that philosophy.

Wolves, I know you heard of us, we're murderous
We're well-known in the underground scene, notorious for our violent and provocative artistic expressions.

And young enough to get the fucking priest to come and flirt with us
Our youth and audacity are striking enough that they even draw the moral authority of a priest, blurring the lines of propriety.

You niggas rap about fucking bitches and getting head
Many rappers focus on sexual conquests and pleasure in their lyrics.

Instead I rap about fucking bitches and getting heads
However, I choose to explore darker, more gruesome aspects of sexuality and power dynamics in my music.

While you niggas stacking bread, I can stack a couple dead
While others accumulate wealth, my focus is on violent imagery and the consequences of that lifestyle.

Bodies, making red look less of a color, more of a hobby
The act of violence and bloodshed has become something I casually treat as an interest, almost an art form.

I'm not a rapper nor a rapist nor a racist
I distance myself from the labels and stereotypes often associated with those who make music in this genre.

I fuck bitches with no permission and tend to hate shit
I engage in reckless behavior that disregards consent and express disdain for many societal norms.

Brag about the actions in a rhyming pattern matter
I boast about my outrageous behaviors through clever and intricate wordplay.

Then proceed to sat her down when I go splatter in her chatterbox
I silence my partners as I dominate conversations and the experience, often in a violent manner.

Atta boy, Odd Future, you're not in our category
I commend my collective, Odd Future, for their uniqueness and outspokenness, setting us apart from the mainstream.

Torture with the super soaker at the Asian liquor store
The imagery here speaks to playful cruelty as we engage in mischievous and potentially offensive antics.

This the type of shit that make a Chris Brown want to kick a whore
This reference highlights the extreme reactions my music can provoke, even resembling the controversial actions of others.

That make songs about the wet blockers when it rains and pours
My lyrics mirror real-life struggles and hardships that can feel overwhelming, much like the weight of a downpour.

(Umbrella) I hate this, screaming fuck patience
I'm frustrated and impatient, feeling overwhelmed by life’s challenges.

Got a nigga shaking like the calmest fucking Haitian
I feel a tension that is not typical, contrasting with a stereotype of calmness often associated with Haitian culture.

After chronic masturbation, asking where Mary-Kate went
I’m left feeling directionless and unfulfilled, almost lost in a haze of my own making.

I want to be the reasons why all lesbians hate dick
I want to provoke strong reactions and challenge perceptions of masculinity and sexuality.

I make this damn Bullwinkle the red moose
I symbolize the absurdity and outlandishness of my persona in a playful yet grotesque manner.

Game of duck-duck-duck tape with a dead goose
I engage in playful yet morbid games that reflect a darker sense of humor.

She running 'round this motherfucking dungeon, her legs loose
There's a chaotic energy surrounding me, with implications of freedom mixed with danger.

Until I accidentally get the saw to her head, oops
I highlight the unintended but violent consequences of my reckless behavior.

Victim, victim, honey, you're my fifth one
I acknowledge the number of conquests I've had, treating them almost as trophies.

Honey on that topping when I stuff you in my system
Metaphorically using 'honey' to depict a sweet allure before consuming my victims.

Rape a pregnant bitch and tell my friends I had a threesome
I portray heinous acts wrapped in humor to emphasize the taboo nature of my lyrics.

You got a fucking death wish? I'm a genie, it'll get done
If someone desires violence or destruction, I have the power to make it a reality.

Nice to meet you, but it's more pleasant to eat you
There's a predatory nature to my character, suggesting that I take pleasure in consuming or dominating others.

With a leaf of salad and some dressing pouring out a teacup
I juxtapose the grotesque with normalcy, mixing references to food in a bizarre context.

Bitch, I'm Tyler the Creature, suck your feet up like a beach of leeches
I embrace a monstrous persona that thrives on sucking the life out of others.

Rubber more than the fucking bottom of a sneaker
I’m adaptable and resourceful, much like the soles of shoes that endure wear and tear.

Jeeper the fucking creeper, get your daughter and keep her
My unsettling nature prompts someone to protect their loved ones from me.

In the jeeps where the Wolf Gang rides around deeper
My crew travels and thrives in a dangerous underground world.

Take her to Ladera, now she's scared and you're embarrassed
By taking her to an unsettling place, I instill fear and shame within her captor.

Filled with terror, chop her legs off and tell her to run some errands
I illustrate a grotesque and horrendous act of violence, emphasizing my lack of empathy.

Put her eyes in a canteen, take her to the Berrics
The imagery continues to get darker, treating body parts as trophies while inflicting psychological horror.

Stare at Steve, say it costs ten to fuck Eric
I refer to transactional relationships in a morbid sense, equating people’s worth to sordid exchanges.

Put her in the lake, her body sinks great, now it's time to fish her like Derek
The act of disposal is depicted shamelessly, reflecting a complete lack of humanity.

Satan says we're dangerous, we're trading kids for angel dust
Satanic influences recognize the peril of our actions, symbolic of how far off the deep end we’ve gone.

And snuff and sniff, and now that Michael Jackson's trying to suck our dick
References to drug use coupled with dark humor, as even deceased figures are drawn into the depravity.

Hippopot the fucking llamas, dead bodies, cheerleading squaders
A whirlwind of absurd images emphasizing our chaotic lifestyle and the bizarre environments we inhabit.

Gave the team a bunch of fucking bees and the Keke Palmer
An allusion to bringing chaos and humor together, using pop culture references.

They will never catch him or catch up
No one can truly keep pace with our wild and unpredictable way of life.

They asked me what it was, I told them fuckers it was ketchup
I subvert expectations with a casual dismissal of serious questions, adding levity to dark moments.

Nutty like my Chex mix, she bleeding from her rectum
This line equates my mental state to a chaotic mix, intertwined with graphic and brutal imagery.

Odd Future wolves stirring ruckus, throwing sets up, yep
We're known for creating disorder and chaos, embodying the rebellious spirit of our collective.

This the type of shit that make children break in apartments
Our provocative music can inspire reckless youth behavior, justifying actions that break societal norms.

When you tell a fucking orphan you don't love them 'til they heart thin
Addressing the emotional scars left on children deprived of love, leading to desperate behaviors.

(I hate you!) Starve her 'til I carve her then I shove her in the Rover
This illustrates physical and emotional abuse that drives someone to their breaking point.

Where I cut her like a barber with a Parkinson's disorder
Comparing my violent intentions to an erratic barber, creating an unsettling image of carelessness.

Store her in a portable freezer with me to Portland
I further emphasize my sinister actions by suggesting the concealment of violence.

Catch me with a bunch of fucking Mexicans crossing the border
I hint at illegal activity and social taboos that evoke deep-seated issues in society.

I'll be the only wetback who ain't really touched the water
Implying that while I share a connection to others in this situation, I remain untouched by the environment.

Cause I'll be too fucking busy tryna flirt with Jesus' daughter
My antics turn absurd as I chase after surreal or unattainable ideals in the midst of chaos.

(Fuck Mary) I'm awesome, and I fuck dolphins
I boast about my outrageous nature, deploying shock value as a primary tactic.

Sicker than the starving Nigerian kids barfing
Using extreme and horrific comparisons, I grapple with my own depravity against the suffering of others.

Odd Future Wolf Gang Nazi bar mitzvah
A jarring juxtaposition of cultural and ideological references, embodying a sense of rebellion.

With your sister at the bar playing leg and arm twister
Alluding to casual and possibly inappropriate actions alongside familial connections in a social setting.

Evident that I'm the shit, I'm the Pooh like Tigger dick
I use playful references to declare my status in the rap game, blending innocence with vulgarity.

I got these cracker doctors saying, 'yeah Bob, this nigger's sick'
I draw attention to racial stereotypes and judgments cast by others, revealing the harsh realities of systemic biases.

Animal safari, if I offend you I'm sorry
Navigating through a wild and chaotic existence, I acknowledge offenses while embracing my lifestyle.

Because I'm the blackest skinhead since India Arie
I subvert expectations of black identity, challenging societal norms and ideas.

I don't smoke weed, so no need for the matches
I differentiate myself from typical stoner culture, asserting my own identity and choices.

I said fuck coke and now I'm snorting Hitler's ashes
I depict a move away from drug use to something horrifyingly absurd, using shock for effect.

I plan on either dying for suicide or my asthma
I confront the realities of my mental health struggles, teetering between dark choices.

Being the only bastard in a box logo casket
Imagining myself as isolated within the material expressions of brands, even in death.

Rashes on my dick from licks of shishkabob Sagets
Engaging in vulgar imagery to emphasize the unexpected and grotesque results of my reckless lifestyle.

In some Kanye West glasses screaming out 'fuck faggots'
Expressing rebellion through fashion while using offensive language as a means of provocation.

Catch me in my attic taking photos of my dad's dick
Revealing twisted aspects of personal life that provoke discomfort and create dark humor.

Drop the beat here to make it extra climactic
This moment serves as a juxtaposition within the chaos of my lyrics, heightening the absurdity of the revelation.

What the fuck?
An expression of disbelief and shock at the overall content and nature of the piece.

I'm speechless, that was, fuck
In awe of the wild journey through my own thoughts and expressions, struggling to articulate the experience.

Shit, Tyler, you're gonna need some help
Acknowledging the intense and troubling nature of my thoughts, suggesting a need for intervention.

I'm not a.. fuck it, different subject
I pivot away from uncomfortable realizations, seeking to change the topic for ease.

How's that girl you were telling me about?
Turning the focus back to a more typical social interaction, temporarily escaping the weight of the previous discussion.