[Intro: Tyler, The Creator]

Sometimes, I sit in my room and think about us

[Verse: Tyler, The Creator]

Ayo

You got them long lashes, couldn't get the dirt in 'em

Curls on your head look like waves, I'ma surf in 'em

Wave at the camera, the paps ask your role

I evade any answer, but if you ain't a dummy

Shit is laid in these stanzas, kidnap my feelings

I ain't paying any ransom, I, keep 'em like secrets

Might, drive a nigga crazy but I'm, beepin' like, beepin' like

Beepin' like pages on a hip waist trainer, Yeugh!

(Sometimes, I sit in my room)

[Interlude: Shane Powers & Wyatt Navarro]

It's Golf Radio, you're on the air with Shane Powers

Taking requests... What's, uh... What's your name? Hello? Um, okay, well, since, you want to be Mr. Fucking Secret Agent, what song you wanna hear?

The one about me