Tyler, The Creator Writes a Poem in Frank Ocean’s Boys Don’t Cry Zine

Frank Ocean finally shared his latest artistic vision this past weekend in the form of his Endless visual album and his channel ORANGE follow-up Blond. His presentation extends its multi-media approach with a zine as well titled Boys Don't Cry, featuring poems from Kanye West and Tyler, The Creator.

Whereas Kanye penned an ode to McDonalds and the scheming french fries, Tyler meditates on the changes within in his transportive means juxtaposing purchased bus tickets with the imagery of his own cars and the thrills he seeks in racing them. "granny hug the way the seat feel, on the left turn, leave the neck burned" he writes, evoking memories of the clips that surfaced last week showing Tyler and Frank racing in the streets.

Read the full poem below, with the text as it appears on the page included a bit further down.

"Tricolor"
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

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