Tyler, The Creator — Parade lyrics

Lyrics

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 f**k with we I scream and jump around on couches while you sit and talk
I skip to places, smilin' faces, while you f**kin' walk
My TV stays on Cartoon Network, f**k 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 f**k the system
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
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 f**k about time
You live your life all serious while I’m enjoyin' mine