Take Your Mask Off Lyrics – Tyler, The Creator

Read the full Take Your Mask Off lyrics by Tyler and The Creator along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Tyler’s music, you can also explore Judge Judy and Darling, I, two other songs by Tyler.

[Intro: Tyler, The Creator]
Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, la-la-la-la-la-la-la, ooh
Uh

[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator]
Big guns, big guns, what you got, huh?
Slatt, slatt and pop back at the opps, uh
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 b!tch, 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’ getting validation from the dumb and confused (Ayy, Blood)
Now you facing five to ten ’cause you got something to prove, let’s talk about it

[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator]
And I hope you find yourself (Uh)
And I hope you find yourself, yeah
And I hope you take your mask off (Sad story, a-ha-ha, yeah)

[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator]
Preacher man, preacher man, preach
You make these folks think you got something to teach, like you ain’t lying
Big bank from those collections, well, what you buying?
Ain’t too fond of them gays, you don’t deny it, wait
Since a kid, you knew something was up
Had you thinking 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 fu*king them boys
Sick of all the shame, sick of all the pain that’s within
Scared of being seen, tired of rebuking in sin
Trade it all to be free and shine bright like the Sun
But you back on that religious s*it as soon as you cum, let’s talk about it

[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator & Daniel Caesar]
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)

[Verse 3: Tyler, The Creator]
Big-ass house that’s on the Hills (Hill)
Big-ass wheels in the garage (‘Rage)
Three cute kids that’s in your arms
Your husband just made another mill’
You want your life back, get a massage
Tired of being at home, personality gone
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 your crane flying along, mane
You would start all over if we keeping it real (Real)
Current life is full but you ain’t feeling fulfilled (Filled)
Fantasize about the dream you left on the shelf
Can’t even get alone time to think of killing yourself
Ah, let’s talk about it

[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator & Daniel Caesar]
And I hope you find yourself (Eyes feeling narrow, hope you find yourself)
And I hope you find yourself (Self)
And I hope you take your mask off (Oh)

[Break: Bonita Smith]
Keep that s*it 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

[Verse 4: Tyler, The Creator]
Yeah, tool won’t stay hard, pain in your chest
Hair falling out, won’t blame it on the stress
Claim it’s new partners, blame it on your ex
Just claim a sweet flex, try to blame it on the cook
Look, boy, keep running, you’ll be cramping in your foot
Nervous, then you notice ain’t no service on the hook
Paranoid since 19, nervous system shook
Better sit the fu*k down or that skull getting took
That’s ten million dollars invested, no justifying that
Tryna sell them weird-ass clothes, nobody buying that
Sentiment is right, but your audience isn’t racked enough
That s*it is a failure, my n!gga, go ‘head and pack it up
And put it in the trunk, you talk a lot of s*it to not even be number one (No)
Your beats ain’t placing, them songs ain’t slapping, your raps ain’t ranking
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 feeling it’s a wrap in the booth
Dawg, I dare you try to ruin her marriage
‘Claim you never wore a mask and how you don’t get embarrassed?
Boy, you selfish as fu*k, that’s really why you scared of being 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 posting your death
It’s clear you wish you got your flowers sent
You eat and fertilize in abounding s*it
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, n!gga

[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator & Daniel Caesar]
And I hope you find yourself
And I hope you find yourself
And I hope you take your mask off