Tyler, The Creator Take Your Mask Off

(Mm-hmm, mm-hmm) La-la-la-la-la-la-la (Ah, ah, ooh) Uh Big guns, big guns, what you got, huh? Slatt, slatt and pop back at the opps, huh? Gang this and you gang that Don't let 'em know that you regret how you became that A good kid, fine home, mom and dad in the pic' A little middle class money, every Christmas legit Family trips, Ivy-bound, and one day, hit the switch You ain't wanna be seen as a bitch, cuz' And none them face tats gon' hide the fact that you sad, bruh You ain't a thug, you was in drama club, you's a actor But now cuz' gettin' validation from the dumb and confused (Ayy, Blood) Now you facin' five to ten 'cause you had somethin' to prove, let's talk about it And I hope you find yourself (Uh) And I hope you find yourself (Yeah) And I hope you take your mask off (Sad story, haha, yeah) Preacher man, preacher man, preach (Woo) You make these folks think you got somethin' to teach, like you ain't lyin' Big bank from those collections, well, what you buyin'? Ain't too fond of them gays, you don't deny it, wait Since a kid, you knew somethin' was up Had you thinkin' God would hate you so you covered it up Gotta hide how you live, what you really enjoy So got a wife, got a kid, but you be fuckin' them boys Sick of all the shame, sick of all the pain that's within Scared of bein' seen, tired of rebukin' the sin Trade it all to be free and shine bright like the Sun But you back on that religious shit as soon as you cum, let's talk about it And I hope you find yourself (Hope you find yourself) And I hope you find yourself And I hope you take your mask off (Take your mask off) Big-ass house that's on the Hills (Hill) Big-ass wheels in the garage ('Rage, hope you find yourself) Three cute kids that's in your arms Your husband just made another mill' You want your life back, get a massage (Oh, oh) Tired of bein' at home, personality gone (Nah) Body ain't been the same, postpartum is long, your identity gone Momma your first name, the last one got changed They dream about your nest but you crave flyin' alone, mane (Oh) You would start all over if we keepin' it real (Real) Current life is full but you ain't feelin' fulfilled (Filled) Fantasize about the dream you left on the shelf Can't even get alone time to think of killin' yourself (Oh, oh) Ah, let's talk about it And I hope you find yourself (Eyes feelin' narrow, hope you find yourself) And I hope you find yourself (Self) And I hope you take your mask off (Oh) Keep that shit one hundred with you, with yourself You don't have to put on no costume You don't ever have to lie to kick it Yeah, tool won't stay hard, pain in your chest Hair fallin' out, won't blame it on the stress Claim it's new partners, blame it on your ex Chest claim a sweet flex, try to blame it on the cook Look, boy, keep runnin', you'll be crampin' in your foot Nervous, then you notice ain't no service on the hook Paranoid since 19, nervous system shook Better sit the fuck down or that skull gettin' took That's ten million dollars invested, no justifyin' that Tryna sell them weird-ass clothes, nobody buyin' that Sentiment is right, but your audience isn't racked enough That shit is a failure, my nigga, go 'head and pack it up And put it in the trunk, you talk a lot of shit to not even be number one (No) Your beats ain't placin', them songs ain't slappin', your raps ain't rankin' Your stage presence don't even be in they conversation, go home You ain't gotta hide from the truth Tell your family why you such a recluse Tell your spirit why you feelin' it's a wrap in the booth Dawg, how dare you try to ruin her marriage (Come on) Claim you never wore a mask and how you don't get embarrassed? Boy, you selfish as fuck, that's really why you scared of bein' a parent Boy, that therapy needed, I dare you to seek it, but I'll lose a bet Your respect won't get given 'til we postin' your death It's clear you wish you got your flowers sent You eatin' fertilizer to balance shit Now go and stand in the Sun, and use some fake tears to water your roots Take that mask off and tell 'em the truth, let's talk about it, nigga And I hope you find yourself And I hope you find yourself And I hope you take your mask off