Frank Ocean not only overjoyed the music world with the release of his new album Blonde, but also with his limited-edition zine bearing the album’s long-rumored title Boys Don’t Cry. The zine not only comes with a copy of the album, but also features literary and photographic contributions from a number of famous artists. Kanye West’s poem about McDonalds already made the rounds on the internet, and now Tyler, the Creator’s contribution has surfaced. Titled “Tricolor,” the poem meditates on the convergence of transportation and major moments in his life.
You can read Tyler, the Creator’s “Tricolor” poem below.
Los Angeles, California
Text by Tyler, the Creator
the early chapters of my book included bus passes
now its tire traction off like fuck crashes, ask him how?
insurance higher than the lease bill, run flats when the feet peel
fish tail, the boy eats meals, tummy ache from my cheap thrills
granny hug the way the seat feel, on the left turn, leave the neck burned
from the frost bit links, size of an earth worm, wasted on last check earned
i’m, expecting this so it aint odd, two 5’s on the paint job, lactose, wide body, fat ghost
grannys watch over me when i act slow, rev till i plateau
keys sorted on the hip, jeff gordon is his mind, life’s forza on the strip
switch gears like i take breaths, wish i had 8
left 6 got skipped, went to 7th from the 5th
more advance than your average,
i like coupes, two shit
when my friends pull up, stops turn into a pageant
but until i get that enzo, its chapter uno
but i know what that bus pass turned into, its magic
You can also check out the poem as it appears in Boys Don’t Cry.