Sarah.
Tyler The Creator Lyrics

I like my girls skinny with brains
I'm attracted to intelligent girls who are thin

I like my hoodies fucked with Lame
I like to customize my hoodies with graphics or slogans that are unconventional

I like my friends imaginary with no names
I prefer being alone rather than being friends with people who are fake or unreliable

And I make music for the fuck of it, no fame
I make music because it brings me joy and not for the sake of fame

Aim, shoot, the gun of love, round
Love can be painful and unpredictable like a gunshot

Tried to find ammo but it's none around town
There's not enough love in the world to cure the pain he's feeling

So I went Down South but I ended up North
I tried to find a change of scenery to improve my situation but it did not work out

Uptown sitting on Cloud 9's white porch
I'm feeling great and happy

And of course, my car's off course
My life is off track and chaotic

You're so white, my blinkers don't work
You are so pure and different that you disrupt the chaos in my life

I'm trying to let the force be with you, I get you
I understand and support you completely

Music is my first, but I contemplate divorce
Even though I love music, I often think about quitting it because of difficulties I face

You make a nigga sing songs nice
You bring out a different, better side of me

You make a nigga's night turn day
You make me so happy that I feel like day even in the darkest hours

And you make the flowers sing say turn green yellow
You bring color and joy to everything around you

It sucks that I didn't get the chance to say hello
I wish that I had a chance to know you better

I want to eat you out like jello
I want to pleasure you sexually

And mess with your body like the bass and the cello
I want to explore your body like an instrument

And tell your mom I said hello, you want to go to prom? (Nigga hell no)
I want to show respect to your family but I do not want a relationship of that kind with you

Fuck (Shit) and another one, there goes another one
Another love song that did not work out, getting tired of trying again and again

I'll be rich if I get another diss
If I make another failed love song, I'll be famous and rich

And maybe Cupid won't miss
Maybe I'll finally find true love this time

I like her L-I-K-E, the only difference is she won't fuck with me
I like her but she doesn't reciprocate my feelings, only difference is spelling of like or LIKe

But she will fuck with that vegetable with the hairs full of X's and O's
She is interested in someone else who is a vegetarian with X's and O's in their appearance

I want to tie her body up and throw her in my basement
I have violent fantasies about taking control over her life

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went
I want to keep her hidden from everyone else and do whatever I want to her

Tyler, what you doing?
Someone interrupts his disturbing thoughts and actions

Shut the fuck up!
He is angry and tells the other person to be quiet

You gon' fuckin' love me bitch
You will love me or suffer the consequences

Or I'ma fuckin' put this gun in your fuckin' head
I will use violence if necessary to get what I want

But all I really want is a kiss on the cheek
All I truly desire is an innocent expression of affection

In private, not public in the streets
I prefer intimacy over public recognition

And your cupcake how we eat and your toes
I am attracted to her in every single way, even in her toes

Cause I got a big fetish with the feet
He has a strong sexual fetish for feet

You can be a gold digger, you ain't got to love me
You can be with me just for my money and fame

I'm serious (I love you) I don't ask for much
I am serious about my love for her, but I don't demand too much from her

Your heart literally is what I do want for lunch
I want her heart in a literal sense, to consume it

Now this shit is turning to a habit
This pattern of destructive behavior is becoming a recurring habit

I'm the burger king, I gotta have it my way
I want everything to go my way, like the Burger King motto

And truthfully girl you really make my day
She brings joy into his life

I would probably kill myself if you told me you was gay
His love for her is so intense that he would feel suicidal if she revealed she was not interested in men

And I can't even look the other way
He can't ignore his feelings for her, even if he wanted to

Your aura is a magnet, my eyes a metal bag, it's attractive
He is drawn towards her energy and personality

L-O-L laughing, you're a gold Oscar and I'm just actin'
He finds her impressive and she shines like a gold Oscar, while he feels like just an actor in comparison

And I want your cinema hole, and have our kids play supporting role
He wants to be intimate with her and start a family

Climbing up the pole, Jack and the Beanstalk, bitch it's gold
He wants to achieve great heights with her like Jack in Jack and the Beanstalk story, and it will be worth gold

And I was in loath, I would never get over you, ever, Sarah
He hates himself for loving her so much because he knows it's never going to work out

Half your body laying on my chest
He has killed her and is holding her corpse

The rest is in my stomach, that's including your breast
He has consumed parts of her body

And I'm a just take another guess
He is making light of his disturbing actions

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes
If she had accepted his affections, he wouldn't have killed her

Am I crazy? Maybe, but fucked up is how I been lately
He acknowledges that his behavior is abnormal and unwell

Shit, I don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck
He does not care about the consequences of his heinous actions

Bitch, you tried to play me like a dummy
He sees himself as a victim and her as a perpetrator

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody
He is proud of his ownership over her and uses vulgar language to emphasize it

And I'm fucking your dead body, your coochie all cummy
He is having sex with her corpse

Looking in your dead eyes, what the fuck you want from me?
He is delusional and trying to justify his horrific actions, projecting his own desires onto her

What did you want from me? What did you want from me?
He is trying to shift blame and responsibility for his actions onto her and her desires