Tyler The Creator - Bastard Lyrics

Bastard Lyrics [Verse 1:] This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep Some food for thought some food for death go 'head and fucking eat My father's dead well I don't know we'll never fucking meet I cut my wrist and play piano cause I'm so depressed Somebody call the pastor this bastard is so posessed This meeting just begun, nigga I'm Satan's son [Verse 2:] My mother raised me a