(Verse 1: Tyler, the Creator)
Knock knock motherfucks it's me Mr. Clusterfuck
What, when, where, how, like who gives a f**k
Golf Wang M-O-B, mopping ****s ante up
Ain't been this f*****g sick since brain cancer ate my Granny up
Rest in peace allign it, life ain't got no light in it
Darker than that closet that ***a Frankie was hiding in
Open it, dope in it, Bobby where's my f*****g pipe?
Trust my little d**k is a'ight, twenty says I hit your wife
This is life, truthfully I just want to fly some kites
Grab Salem and Slater and go around, ride bikes
Get some ice cream, Golf Wang rascals for the night
Skate around and do annoying s**t that older peeps despise
N***a f**k it though, going hard as riggalo
Got a ***a dollars and a couple crackers hit the show
Cracked a couple kids in the head with this cast
Had a blast out Europe, had a Swedish b***h ***a hoes
That's how it goes; designing clothes, cats on everything, cats on everything
You think all this money will make a happy me?
But I'm about as lonely as crackers that supermodels eat
Everybody's sparking with me I keep coughing
Can't keep calm in this spot hot box and I'm getting nauseous
Hop in the car and write a song as I'm heading straight to the office
Pissed at Jasper because that's some faggot s**t called "Pink Dolphin"
(Hook: Tyler, the Creator)
See, I roll here on a mean unicorn
Green hat, Vans, Golf top with the team uniform
Tighten the kupris so I'm tying my bandana up
Sunk them like the Reds I forget it like Dan Manners cause
I am the cowboy on my own trip
And I am the cowboy on my own trip
And I am the cowboy on my own trip
And I am the cowboy on my own trip
[Verse 2: Tyler, the Creator)
But when you're alone thoughts start coming in
Punching in that dark light box and they start rummaging
S**t you've got to battle with, wish that they could skedaddle
But it makes your shadow say none, f**k it grab the gun again
I needed to get out of the house, so I hit the dead sams and we were biking it out
In a black hoodie, with a Arizona and a bag of skittles
Just to see what all to see what all that f*****g hype is about
Now everytime you see a roach you think of me eh?
Because everytime I see one I think what his parents would say
In court saying I ate him, I wasn't present that day
I was with Whitney smoking Sitting at the dock in the Bay
[Hook:]
I am the cowboy on my own trip
And I am the cowboy on my own trip
And I am the cowboy on my own trip
And I am the cowboy on my own trip
[Verse 3: Tyler, The Creator)
Do you know how weird it is knowing I make a bunch of Cheese
While my friends can't afford little pizzas from little ceasers
And their whole goal is to roll up and smoke bowls
So I don't feel bad when they not eating
(But you still treating us you punk bitch)
Wolf Haley got more methods than pink men
I'm never civil f**k Lincoln
Preme out the bag it's no wrinkles
I'm okie dokie and loopy
And booboo nana and Caca
If you think I'm f*****g kuku
Try talking to my shrink then
[Outro:]
(Hey)
B***h
(I'm right here)
Yo who's that?
That's Salem
That's my girlfriend
You stay the f**k away from her alright?
[Hook:]
I am the cowboy on my own trip
And I am the cowboy on my own trip
And I am the cowboy on my own trip
And I am the cowboy on my own trip