Bastard
Tyler Lyrics


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Yo, yo fuck 2DopeBoyz and fuck Naw Right
And any other fuck-nigga-ass blog that can't put a
Eighteen year old nigga making his own fucking beats
Covers, videos and all that shit
Fuck you post-Drake-ass cliche-jerking, LA-Slauson rapping
Fuck-nigga-ass Hypebeast niggas, now back to the album

Well, Tyler, hi, I'm Dr. Tc, and um, I'm guessing
That your teacher sent you here to talk 'cause you were misbehaving
Um, it's gonna be three sessions, today, tomorrow, Wednesday
So, just tell me something about yourself
Well look, if, if you don't talk
I mean these sessions are going to go slower, slower

This is what the Devil plays before he goes to sleep
Some food for thought some food for death, go 'head and fucking eat
My father's dead well I don't know, we'll never fucking meet
I cut my wrist and play piano 'cause I'm so depressed
Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed
This meeting 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 fuckers
Are much important I'm getting angrier while recording
I'm feeling like the Bulls, I've got a Gang of Wolves
Odd Future is children that's fucked up in they mental
Simple well 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 in the tampon, but keep the lamp on
'Cause this album pack enough evil
That you can't fit inside a Jansport
Go to school with this

I go from AP to JC inside of fucking week
Waking up with random girls like, "Yo, bitch, how the fuck we meet?"
I stay with grandma, she always bitching 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 honor classes
By those that were slow as molasses
Take this shit to school

Raquel treat me like my father like a fucking 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 homecoming, demons running
Inside my head it's telling me evil thoughts
I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares I caught
Go to sleep

I wear green hats because I'm fortunately lucky
"Fuck me" the monster said, somehow 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 either
A fucking sin or too illegal
Play this shit at church

I graduated without honors or fucking father
He died (I'm so sorry), no bitch, don't even fucking 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 fucking situation
That's having our brains racing like Dayton
Wearing some fucking Heelies

I know you fucking feel me, I want to fucking kill me
But times I'm so serious you think I'm silly
I'm doing Big Style Willy couldn't touch 11, seven
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 forty year old rappers talking 'bout Gucci
When they have kids they haven't seen in years
Impressing their peers
With the same problem, the only way to solve 'em
Is to go to Father's Day convention with a gold revolver
Life's a salad I'ma toss it eat this 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
This shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid
My father didn't give a fuck, so it's something I inherit
My momma's all I have so it's never meet the parents
When Danielle or Milan decide to fucking share
This confused boy, I wanna hug, oy
I'm bad for your kids to listen to
Soy is not the choice, I'm bad milk, drink it

Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say
Uh, I mean as I'm-, as I'm evaluating

My wrist is all red from the cutter
Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer
Is never that's equivalent to me and Sarah
Well that's not her fucking name, but I think the shit is clever
My niggas wanna know if I'm fucking, if I'm kissing
But I'm sitting here downing beers simply just wishing
With a tear they try to tell me but I never listen
'Cause I don't give a shit like sitting down pissing
Eighteen, still talking 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 mom'll 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 fucking hate him in detail

Wow, umm
So Tyler if, uh




If you had the chance to tell him something
What would you tell him?

Overall Meaning

In "Bastard," Tyler the Creator touches on themes such as mental health, parental relationships, and his own identity. The song's opening lines indicate that Tyler may be struggling with suicidal thoughts, stating "This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep / Some food for thought, some food for death, go 'head and fuckin' eat." Throughout the song, Tyler alludes to the absence of his father and the impact that has had on him, stating "My father's dead well I don't know, we'll never fuckin' meet" and "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." Tyler also highlights his love-hate relationship with his mother, alluding to an incident in which he created a fictional character named Sarah to strangle her simply because she told him no to homecoming.


The chorus of the song is particularly memorable, with Tyler declaring "This meeting just begun, nigga I'm Satan's son." The repeated use of this line solidifies Tyler's rebellious and edgy image, which is common throughout his music. The song also references Tyler's music collective, Odd Future, which he describes as "children that's fucked up on they mental / Simple but probably not, fuck 'em." Overall, "Bastard" is a deeply introspective and personal track that offers a glimpse into Tyler the Creator's innermost thoughts and struggles.


Line by Line Meaning

Yo, yo fuck 2DopeBoyz and fuck Naw Right
I have a strong disdain for certain music blogs and want to express my anger towards them


And any other fuck-nigga-ass blog that can't put a
I am frustrated with blogs that are unable to recognize my talent


Eighteen year old nigga making his own fucking beats
I am proud of my ability to produce my own music at a young age


Covers, videos and all that shit
I am involved in various aspects of music production, including creating covers and videos


Fuck you post-Drake-ass cliche-jerking, LA-Slauson rapping
I dislike the conformity and unoriginality in rap music, particularly the style popularized by Drake and artists from LA-Slauson


Fuck-nigga-ass Hypebeast niggas, now back to the album
I have a strong dislike for Hypebeast individuals who follow trends and prioritize brand names, and I want to refocus on my album


Well, Tyler, hi, I'm Dr. Tc, and um, I'm guessing
I am the therapist and my name is Dr. Tc, and it seems like Tyler may have been referred to me for misbehavior


That your teacher sent you here to talk 'cause you were misbehaving
Tyler's teacher thought it would be beneficial for him to see a therapist due to his disruptive behavior


Um, it's gonna be three sessions, today, tomorrow, Wednesday
Tyler is scheduled for three therapy sessions, one on each of the next three days


So, just tell me something about yourself
Dr. Tc wants Tyler to open up and share some details about himself


Well look, if, if you don't talk
If Tyler remains silent and does not engage in conversation


I mean these sessions are going to go slower, slower
The therapy sessions will progress slowly without Tyler's active participation


This is what the Devil plays before he goes to sleep
The song lyrics are dark and reflect the thoughts that the Devil might entertain before resting


Some food for thought some food for death, go 'head and fucking eat
These lyrics serve as a metaphorical invitation for listeners to consume and contemplate the dark themes present in the song


My father's dead well I don't know, we'll never fucking meet
Tyler's father is deceased, and he will never have the opportunity to meet him


I cut my wrist and play piano 'cause I'm so depressed
To cope with his depression, Tyler engages in self-harm and uses music as a form of expression


Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed
Tyler jokingly suggests that he is possessed by evil spirits and needs the assistance of a pastor


This meeting just begun, nigga I'm Satan's son
Tyler sees himself as Satan's son and believes that this therapy session has just commenced


My mother raised me a single parent so it's apparent
Tyler was raised by a single mother, and this fact is evident


That I got love for my mother, none of you other fuckers
Tyler cares deeply for his mother and feels a strong sense of loyalty towards her, unlike anyone else


Are much important I'm getting angrier while recording
Tyler becomes increasingly frustrated and upset while making music


I'm feeling like the Bulls, I've got a Gang of Wolves
Tyler compares himself to the Chicago Bulls basketball team, with a group of fierce individuals surrounding him


Odd Future is children that's fucked up in they mental
Tyler perceives the members of Odd Future as a group of troubled individuals with psychological issues


Simple well probably not, fuck 'em
Tyler dismisses the idea that the situation is simple and expresses his disregard for others' opinions


I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck
Tyler describes his physical appearance, emphasizing his tall, thin stature and large ears


Drunk white girls the only way I'll get my dick sucked
Tyler sarcastically implies that his physical appearance or social status may only attract intoxicated white girls


Suspended from school coolest nigga without effort
Despite being suspended from school, Tyler still sees himself as effortlessly cool


Easy to spot like black bitches with fake leopard
Tyler believes he stands out in a crowd, just like black women wearing fake leopard print


Soak me up in the tampon, but keep the lamp on
Tyler jokingly suggests that he should be treated like a tampon, absorbing negative energy, while keeping the light on to expose the truth


'Cause this album pack enough evil
Tyler's album contains sufficient darkness and malevolence


That you can't fit inside a Jansport
The amount of darkness and evil in the album is overwhelming and cannot be contained in a small backpack


Go to school with this
Tyler wants his audience to listen to his dark album while attending school


I go from AP to JC inside of fucking week
Tyler transitions from advanced placement (AP) classes to juvenile court (JC) in a short period, reflecting his ups and downs


Waking up with random girls like, "Yo, bitch, how the fuck we meet?"
Tyler finds himself waking up next to unfamiliar girls and wonders how they crossed paths


I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet
Tyler lives with his grandmother, who frequently complains about the condition of her carpet


Every time I walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit
Tyler's presence in the house often leads to confrontations or arguments with his grandmother


No to drugs I never spark it, I used to be bullied for honor classes
Tyler refuses to engage in drug use and reflects on being targeted by bullies because of his participation in honor classes


By those that were slow as molasses
Tyler was bullied by individuals who were significantly slower or less intelligent than him


Raquel treat me like my father like a fucking stranger
Tyler's girlfriend Raquel treats him with coldness and detachment, similar to how his father treated him


She still don't know I made Sarah to strangle her
Tyler reveals that he has created a fictional character named Sarah to fantasize about harming Raquel


Not put her in danger and chop her up in the back of a Wrangler
Tyler clarifies that his thoughts about harming Raquel are not meant to actually put her in harm's way but rather to depict violent fantasies


All be'cause she said no to homecoming, demons running
Tyler's violent thoughts towards Raquel stem from her rejection of him as a homecoming date and his inner demons taking control


Inside my head it's telling me evil thoughts
Tyler's mind is filled with disturbing and malevolent thoughts that he struggles to control


I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares I caught
Despite being referred to as a dream catcher, Tyler's reality is filled with nothing but nightmares and dark experiences


Go to sleep
Tyler invites his listeners to go to sleep, potentially to escape the harsh realities presented in his lyrics


I wear green hats because I'm fortunately lucky
Tyler wears green hats as a superstitious belief that it brings him good luck


"Fuck me" the monster said, somehow the monster's dead
Tyler references a monster that previously taunted him but is now gone, possibly indicating his internal struggles


Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil
Although the monster is no longer present, Tyler's thoughts continue to be filled with darkness and evil


With this state of mind, big moves, Max Keeble
Tyler embraces a bold mindset and likens it to the character Max Keeble from the movie 'Max Keeble's Big Move'


I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either
Tyler is working diligently but feels vulnerable, and his music is characterized by extreme emotions


A fucking sin or too illegal
Tyler acknowledges that his music pushes boundaries and may be considered sinful or illegal by some


Play this shit at church
Tyler suggests that his music should be played in a church, possibly to provoke and challenge traditional beliefs


I graduated without honors or fucking father
Tyler completed his education without being recognized for exceptional achievement, and he also lacked a supportive father figure


He died (I'm so sorry), no bitch, don't even fucking bother
Tyler's father passed away, and he expresses his lack of sympathy for those who offer condolences


I wanted a brother, my mother I told her
Tyler desired to have a brother and expressed this to his mother


But instead I got a sister, just like me with her mister nada
Tyler ended up with a sister, who, similar to him, does not have a father figure


So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation
Both Tyler and his sister rely on their imaginations to cope with their fatherless situation


That's having our brains racing like Dayton
The situation they face is mentally and emotionally overwhelming, causing their thoughts to race like a race car


Wearing some fucking Heelies
Tyler wears Heelys, a type of shoes with wheels, emphasizing his playful and carefree nature


I know you fucking feel me, I want to fucking kill me
Tyler believes that others can relate to his emotions, and he experiences a desire to harm himself


But times I'm so serious you think I'm silly
Despite his serious emotions, Tyler acknowledges that others may perceive him as silly or unserious


I'm doing Big Style Willy couldn't touch 11, seven
Tyler references Biggie Smalls and Will Smith, suggesting that he emulates their success but feels untouchable and unique in his own right


What's religion? Nigga, I am Legend
Tyler questions the significance of religion and asserts that he is a legend in his own right


I roll with skaters and musicians with an intuition
Tyler surrounds himself with skateboarders and musicians who possess a deep understanding or insight


I created O.F. 'cause I feel we're more talented
Tyler formed Odd Future because he believes the members are more talented than mainstream artists


Than forty year old rappers talking 'bout Gucci
Tyler disapproves of middle-aged rappers who focus on materialistic topics like Gucci


When they have kids they haven't seen in years
Tyler criticizes these rappers for neglecting their own children for an extended period


Impressing their peers
These rappers prioritize impressing their colleagues and peers


With the same problem, the only way to solve 'em
Tyler points out that these rappers face similar issues, which can only be resolved in a particular manner


Is to go to Father's Day convention with a gold revolver
Tyler suggests that attending a Father's Day convention with a weapon may be the only solution for these absent fathers


Life's a salad I'ma toss it eat this shit up, Rick Ross it
Tyler compares life to a salad that he will mix and consume, drawing a parallel with rapper Rick Ross and his success


Shit it out, bag it up sell it, I'm so damn rebellious
Metaphorically, Tyler will process and package his experiences, selling them as music, while also being rebellious


'Cause my mother let me do what I want
Tyler appreciates his mother for giving him freedom and allowing him to make his own decisions


She wasn't careless, protective she is the bear
Tyler's mother was not negligent but rather overprotective, and he likens her to a bear


This shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid
Tyler's music and lyrics are honest and devoid of pretense, similar to an open diary


My father didn't give a fuck, so it's something I inherit
Tyler's father's apathy and indifference have been passed down to him as an inherited trait


My momma's all I have so it's never meet the parents
Tyler's mother is his sole family, so he will never have the experience of introducing a significant other to both parents


When Danielle or Milan decide to fucking share
If Tyler were to enter a relationship with someone named Danielle or Milan, he implies that meeting his family would not be a positive experience


This confused boy, I wanna hug, oy
Tyler admits to feeling confused and expresses a desire for comfort or support


I'm bad for your kids to listen to
Tyler recognizes that his music may not be suitable for children


Soy is not the choice, I'm bad milk, drink it
Much like spoiled milk, Tyler believes that his music may not be the healthiest choice, but it can still be consumed


My wrist is all red from the cutter
Tyler's wrist bears visible marks or scars from self-harm with a cutting instrument


Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer
Tyler's wounds continue to bleed, resembling the flow of cold blood, regardless of the season


Is never that's equivalent to me and Sarah
Tyler suggests that the summer season does not bring happiness or relief for him and Sarah, the fictional character he created


Well that's not her fucking name, but I think the shit is clever
Tyler acknowledges that Sarah is not her actual name but finds it clever to use in his lyrics


My niggas wanna know if I'm fucking, if I'm kissing
Tyler's friends are curious about his romantic encounters, whether sexual or just kissing


But I'm sitting here downing beers simply just wishing
Tyler spends his time drinking beers and quietly yearning or hoping for something more


With a tear they try to tell me but I never listen
Despite the advice or warnings delivered by others with concern, Tyler chooses not to pay attention


'Cause I don't give a shit like sitting down pissing
Tyler's indifference is comparable to the lack of concern one might have while urinating while seated


Eighteen, still talking to imaginaries
Even at the age of eighteen, Tyler continues to engage in conversations with imaginary or fictional beings


Hopefully they see the talent I carry just like Jimmy
Tyler hopes that others recognize and appreciate his talent, similar to the way people admire Jimmy, likely referring to Jimmy Hendrix or Jimmy Neutron


Losers can never win me, you can never offend me
Tyler believes that he cannot be defeated by losers and that their attempts to offend him are futile


My goal in life is a Grammy, hopefully mom'll attend the
Tyler's aspiration is to win a Grammy, and he wishes for his mother to be present at the award ceremony


Ceremony with all my homies, I'm suicidal
Tyler experiences suicidal thoughts and emotions, which coincide with his desire for his friends to be present at the Grammy ceremony


This my Zombie Circus, I hope the majors heard this
Tyler describes his music as a zombie circus and hopes that major record labels have taken notice


Fuck a deal, I just want my father's email
Tyler shows a lack of interest in signing a record deal and expresses a desire to obtain his father's email address instead


So I can tell him how much I fucking hate him in detail
Tyler wishes to use his father's email address as a way to express his intense dislike and resentment towards him in a detailed manner


Wow, umm
Dr. Tc expresses surprise or disbelief


So Tyler if, uh
Dr. Tc addresses Tyler and proceeds to ask a question


If you had the chance to tell him something
Dr. Tc is interested in knowing if Tyler would seize the opportunity to say something to his father


What would you tell him?
Dr. Tc wants to know what Tyler would say if he had the chance to communicate with his father




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Written by: Tyler Okonma

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