Parade Songtext

von Tyler, The Creator

Odd (I'm not yet a man)
Future (?)
Wolf (Yes I'm over-joyed)
Gang (?)

Welcome to the euphoria of cocaine without able
I can make music that makes sense, but not meant to be stable
Eighteen with the whole world in front of me
Odd Future teenagers, nobody can fuck with we

Odd (I'm not yet a man)
Future (?)
Wolf (Yes I'm over-joyed)
Gang (?)

I scream and jump around on couches while you sit and talk
I skip to places, smilin' faces, while you fuckin' walk
My TV stays on Cartoon Network, fuck that Twilight shit
You have highlights about your life, I have half of my high life bitch
Go to college, get a job, marry, have a kid
Watch them grow and then you die? No, nigga fuck the system

Odd (I'm not yet a man)
Future (?)
Wolf (Yes I'm over-joyed)
Gang (?)

Good kids make bad grown ups
Stay gold, stray old, maturin' means that your life sucks
In my wolf suit, I roam where the wild things at
Still growin', still learnin', not knowin' that I'm Matt
I don't wanna grow up, I know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

Odd (I'm not yet a man)
Future (?)
Wolf (Yes I'm over-joyed)
Gang (?)

They say I'm immature, I say that they depressed
I talk to unicorns, I'm wearin' a uniform
Of a nigga that don't give a fuck about time
You live your life all serious while I'm enjoyin' mine