text: Tyler, you... obviously have some fucking problems
  And, this— This is... This is the end of this session. Lets... Anything else youve gotta say?
  Mom is getting jealous, I see my manager more than I see her
  Before I go on tour, and it hurts 
  I miss the days when this was fun, but now, it turned into work
  And getting legal, so I gotta watch the shit that I blurt out
  As you should, that shits outrageous
  My friends are turning into opposites
  Because my life is turning into opposite of sloppy wrist
  And all the bitches who forgot about me want to ride my dick
  Harder than the white kids who copy shit
  Ending it is all I fucking think about, thats the shit I think about
  All alone, bawling til my muhfuckin eyes bleed
  See, hes a leader in person and smile, shit gets dis-gur-sting
  When theres no person around, talking discussion shit, man, fuck
  Im here to talk to you
  Im putting myself at a distance
  For instance, my best friend is now my fucking assistant
  Who, Travis?
  Niggas saying Free Earl without even knowin him
  See, theyre missing a new album; Im missing my only friend
  You have everyone around you
  You have thirty meetings a day
  I dont see what it is
  I mean, you— you act like you dont have anyone to talk to
  Im here for you. Im your friend
  When I say Odd, yall say Future!
  Odd... Uh-uh, nah, that shits corny as fuck
  Fuck!
  Youre doin good, you have a cult following
  Youre— Yonkers...
  Tch— To these white kids?
  Oh, my gosh
  Charbroiled nigga on these dark beats
  Nauseous with the Nazi, but its normal what the cops see
  Awesome at his concert, but he never had a pop, see
  Mommy was a living single queen, with a La-ti
  So while my wallets piling with symbolic-colored paper
  I lace her, cause she gave me such a lot at such a young age
  Twenty, why didnt she get that abortion?
  Probably cause that motherfuckin embryo was morphing
  Into a Grammy-winning, schizophrenic fucking orphan
  Oops! I mean bastard, skinny-ass disaster
  Mom works hard, still working on her masters
  Son lies about taking classes at community college
  Just to record some bullshit he calls Bastard 
  Start a fucking cult, clash his talents in a brash way
  Before he even had a mustache and cash
  And all I got was a fucking shitty article in Thrasher
  All right, just calm down
  That ain’t shit, man
  Now, don’t— don’t— don’t make yourself feel guilty
  That— That article was great...
  No, fuck that, nigga
  Youre beating yourself up and youre living the fucking life right now, kid!
  When I was your age, I would have loved to be fucking doing the things that youre doing right now
  Fuck that, fuck all this shit!
  You— You— You act like I’m not here
  Youre not!
  Im exactly who you’re supposed to be talking to
  You don’t fucking help me with shit!
  You don’t help me with shit! Fuck!
  Yeah, you get... That— That— Who wouldn’t do that?
  Fuck you! Fuck, you!
  Who wouldn’t— Who wouldnt shoot their friend?
  Old fucking fuck!
  That’s fine, it’s not your fault
  I killed my fucking friends! Fuck!
  Fuck! I didnt fucking sign up for this shit!
  Im— Im not fucking crazy— Im a fucking table! Im a fucking table!
  No, fuck this shit!
  Tyler, calm down!
  Ima grab the Nina and find a nice arena
  Cause I can’t even choose between Ortega or Sabrina
  Get security in here
  And I’m not even human, I’m a body-shaped demon
  With some semen in my sack, and some problems in the back
  Calm the fuck down!
  And a life that’s fill with crap, and a finger filled with hate
  And a gat that’s filled with love, now let opposites attract
  I can finally be one , like a marriage in a church
  But this marriage has a hearse
  And the parents of the one that’s getting married has a curse
  And it’s made up inside of him
  Too late to reimburse, but, wait, it gets worse!
  All the guests that’s in the church all decided to disperse 
  So there was nobody who could stop the wedding with converse You dont want to do this...
  So they tied the knot; now it’s too late to reverse this arrangement
  Yes, it is!
  And the nurse is amazed at the hurt that he was pained and
  Calm the fuck down!
  But it was obvious in all the photos he was painting
  Now, a bunch of whispering immerse...
  Yeah, hes right there, securitys right there
  Shit! No! Get away from me!
  Get him
  And then, the nurse blurts...
  Come here
  What the fuck is his problem?
  Here, we have two doses to give him, here
  Why didn’t anybody ask him first?
  Get on the ground!
  Hold him down
  I’ve been asking you this whole time, Tyler
  Get the fuck away from me! Get away from me!
  Come here, motherfucker!
  Because nobody gave a fuck
  Get the fuck off of me...
  Someone gave a fuck, Tyler, and, uh...
  The person that gave a fuck was me
  See, you’re not going crazy...
  It’s me
  I’m your best friend, Tyler
  I know everything, I know everything about you
  You’ve been helping yourself this whole time
  Your friends? They’re just figments of your imagination
  Dr. TC... See, Tyler, I’m your conscience
  I’m Tron Cat...
  I’m Ace...
  I’m Wolf Haley...
  I’m...
  Me