[Tyler] Can we talk on the phone or something Because when I call (you on the phone) I hope you pick up your phone I´d like to talk to you
I hope you answer I hope you answer Yeah, I hope you answer I hope you answer Yeah, I hope you answer Because when I call I hope you pick up your phone I´d like to talk to you I hope you answer
[Tyler] Hey Dad, it´s me, um... Oh, I´m Tyler, I think I´d be your son Sorry, I called you the wrong name, see, my brain´s splitting "Dad" isn´t your name, see "Faggot"´s a little more fitting Mom was only twenty when you ain´t have any fucks to spare
You Nigerian fuck, now I´m stuck with this shitty facial hair Also stuck with a beautiful home with a case of stairs So you not being near fucking fire-started my damn career But fuck it, I got Clancy, he gave me the chance to see A world I wasn´t supposed to, I´m stoked that I didn´t know you But sucks you ain´t give a fuck and considered a sperm donor now The fuck is an Okonma? I´m changing my shit to Haley And I just ain´t being passive, nigga You a fucking faggot, nigga Got a show on Monday, guess who ain´t getting no passes, nigga?
But if I ever had the chance to ask this nigga And call him... I hope he answer
[Tyler and (Syd)] I hope you answer I hope you answer I hope you answer Yeah, I hope you answer Because when I call (When I call, baby) I hope you pick up your phone (Please pick up) I´d like to talk to you (I hope you answer)
[Tyler] Suck my fucking dick and swallow this case of nuts Ace hates your guts, I´m a selfish fuck
And I ain´t sharing green as if I´m facing blunts Frank is out the closet, Hodgy´s an alcoholic Syd might be bipolar, but fuck it, I couldn´t call it Supposed to be gone til November but quickly came back in August I left two months through September to clearly remember all this I would like to tell my grandma, but she just nostalgia I´ll call her number But she won´t answer
[Tyler (Syd)] I hope you answer I hope you answer I hope you answer Yeah, I hope you answer
´Cause when I call (When I call, baby) I hope you pick up your phone (I´d like to talk to you) I hope you answer
[Tyler] You claim to hate my fucking guts But say I´m on a island in Thailand and I was wilding And, if I got stranded had to man up and hold my nuts And hope that I could live off salt water and fucking coconuts Phone ain´t got no service -- this 3G is fucking worthless Day is getting dark like the area´s turning urban You´ll be fucking nervous like me inside of a church is
But, I´ma get in contact regardless, and I hope you answer