Tyler the Creator Lyrics

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Tyler we ah, I know it's short notice but I brought all your friends here
For some reason I couldn't get a hold of Taco and Jasper
But, I just brought all your friends to talk to you
Because, they're really worried about you
I thought it would be better if, they could talk to you

It was all a dream, I used to read Complex magazines
When I rhyme I'm tryna get pictures in High Times
Smoke trees and see my dreams hanging in the sky line
Swanton bomb off the bed into a fine dime
In my mind I'm just tryna smoke the finest
And get high sticking bad hyenas in vagina's
I'm the fliest when it come to this, fire when I come to spit
I am getting higher when the lighter comes in front of this
I'm a stoner yeah, yeah, yeah you get the picture now
30 thousand feet gon' make it hard for me to simmer down
Another flight, another beat, another city, wow
Thus another couple bitches crying when I kick 'em out
Where we at? We on top of the world

And five minutes from suicide, I biked it to the park
I walked onto the block, met a guy, burgundy 'Preme snap-back
Hurling himself and cars, and flirting with blond Cadillacs
All was great, all was great, Frankie had the blues in fact
Bunch of pale hipster girls, pretty, but they booty flat
Teenage males, couldn't tell, I was going through
And had a wallet full of cream, Amex Green, Beamer almost black
Parked in front the studio Bastard's recorded at
Earl, Gilbert, Tyler, Hodgy, Domo, Left, Taco, Nakel
Sydney, Lionel, Juan, Michael, Jasper, Hal and Matt
Bet I'm missing several but I had to bring that pattern back
We live inside a house that says fuck 'em on the welcome mat
Deep inside the ear canals of Bill O'Reilly's daughter that's
Where I'm at? Now where we at? Wolf Gang, where we at?

Swell motions get promotions, to my whole team
Hell yeah I smoke weed 'cause I like to go green
Professor Beats educates niggas, let me proceed
Shine chandelier bright mike, if your nose bleeds
We at Randy's ordering that 306
Milk and glaze is the greed gold mix me
Your bitch is coming along, yeah she hum to my song
Singing like they were for her, but they were for the blur
No longer, but we working, premature, immature
She's unsure, I'm for sure, blouse and dress and my shirt
On the floor then pick it up, out the door, door
Chased, an imaginary friend, a reverie absorption
Impregnate the dream 'til it has an abortion
Where we at? We on top of the world

Everything they say I'd never have, I'm seeing
Now, I bet they see that we balling like All-Star Weekend
Always been the most cool, they chase our shade
They say life switches pace when you got shit made
So I'm just tryna get paid, don't you remember the days
When your dreams were the only thing that kept you sane
And too often they think that they could stop me
Now every show we makin' half a Maserati
And the only thing blocking me is paparazzi
Now it's gold Rolex's if they try to clock me
Everything stays in the box like fighters in hockey
Miss me if you're thinking we slack, work hard
I got the world saying every single Friday is black
Took your bitch, you ain't getting her back, 'cause she know
Where we at nigga?
We on top of the world

Where we at, niggas?
Where the fuck we at, man?
You niggas don't know me, huh
Where we at?

Down to fucking Earth, huh, down to fucking Earth, huh
Fuck everybody, here goes some extra girth Sir
You fucking critics are making my nerves hurt
Since I'm saying fuck everybody I guess that I'm a fucking pervert
My window is a book and I'm a fucking crook
Stealing phones to call home but the line is off the hook
My mom ain't paid the bill, guess I can't pay it either
I ain't signed a fucking deal yet
But when I do Clancy and Dave are to take a percentages
That could pay the whole city's fucking mortgage
Hopefully I make a lot porn from touring in fucking Oregon
From playing piano organs and hopefully I can pay the bill
Shit is getting real, people begin to feel
Like I'm changing, but their complaining making big fucking deals
About some shit, they bitch and pout
(Can we get backstage man?) No, fagot, it's sold out
(Come on why you holding out, I though we was boys, without me
You wouldn't be Tyler the Creator, you're from the Dirty
I can tell whenever you perform, a leopard can't change it's spots)
But I'm a fucking unicorn (Whatever man)
Look, you can't stop me, I'm going full monty
Fuck that, I'm Hitler, everyone's a fucking Nazi
Wolf Gi-di-dang you be roaming where the fox be
And I be where, anybody cares
I try to preach "Fuck age, live dreams and have fun"
(Here's some give a fuck, cake) Oh, maybe I should have some
(Asshole, have none) How can I wake up on the wrong side
Of the bed, when I don't even fucking have one?
When I'm on that stage I feel important
A whole fucking assortment of children that's taking Ritalin
Because the teacher said that the therapist wasn't feeling him
You gotta be fucking kidding me
At school I was a zero, now I'm every boy's hero
And they fear it when they hear it when that little fucker's reciting my lyrics

Yeah rebel nigga cheer it, dead parents everywhere, it's smelling like teen spirit
Okay, fuck it, Elvis has left the building

Overall Meaning

The song Window by Tyler The Creator Featuring Domo Genesis, Frank Ocean, Hodgy Beats, and Mike G is about one's journey in life and the stressors that come with being successful. The title "Window" could be interpreted as a metaphorical way to look at life from another perspective, outside of what is familiar. The song starts with Tyler apologizing for the short notice of bringing all his friends to Tyler. He did this because his friends are worried about him, which sets the tone for the song's themes of stress, anxiety, and questioning where one belongs. As the song progresses, Tyler talks about how he has achieved success but still feels empty and unsure where he belongs. The song's last verse talks about how Tyler doesn't feel important unless he's on stage and how he is now considered a hero to children but understands the stresses that come with maintaining such a status.

The song Window was released on Tyler’s debut studio album, Goblin. The song includes Frank Ocean, who Tyler befriended before Frank Ocean became famous. Frank Ocean had worked with Odd Future before becoming successful himself.

The chorus of the song samples “Bless Me”, a song by Theophilus London featuring Jesse Boykins III.

In 2020, Tyler admitted in an Instagram Live session that he was not happy with the lyrics of the song. He mentioned that he felt like he was trying too hard to be Earl Sweatshirt, whose music he is a massive fan of.

The song’s beat is produced by Tyler himself under his producer alter-ego, Wolf Haley.

The song’s lyrics mention a few drugs and their effects on Tyler, such as marijuana and the prescription drug Ritalin.

“Swanton bomb off the bed into a fine dime” is a line that references wrestling, specifically the wrestling move, “The Swanton Bomb”.

The album Goblin was met with mixed reviews. Tyler has since said that he thinks the album is terrible and that it sounds like he was still figuring things out. However, the album has a cult following and is still praised by many fans.

Tyler released a music video for the song "Window" featuring him and Domo Genesis visiting various locations in Japan.

Tyler has said that he wrote the song "Window" at his grandmother’s house, where he had a makeshift studio set up in her closet.

The chords for the song are not known.

Lyrics © DistroKid, BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Christopher Breaux, Dominique Cole, Gerald Long, Michael Griffin, Tyler Okonma

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