[Verse 1: milo]
I’ll have what I’m having heart that’s triple bypassing
Longer eyelashes, morse code dashes
Through smile flashings, I’m a pastel pastiche
I feel like a dyslexic priest
I made some beats but they weren’t enjoyable
I’m eating ravioli lunches
Taking narcoleptic field naps by the bunches
I’ve got these cub scout patches
Bathtub transcendence is all I’m asking for
I don’t want to confront these demons anymore
I want to play the weekend, forget that I’m a person
It’s nothing personal, I wanna renege on being a person though
It’s nothing personal, I wanna renege on being a person though
If we made a mixtape together then I’m asking you who it belongs to
I’m asking you to create me backstories for all these tattoos that I bought
I’m asking you to help me clean this dump truck
I’m asking for napkins, I’m asking for more napkins
I’m the annoying person asking for more napkins
Shut me up, keep me down, kick me out, can’t stop me
Push away, fight me back, smoke me out, can’t drop me
Those nasty thoughts, those nasty thoughts, don’t care
So drown em out, drown em out, drown em out and prepare
Alone on your couch zoned out totally sober
Your bouts of depression are back they're never over
Winter’s all the same, NorCal to New England
The sun don’t shine you get bored then you get thinking that
You drink too much, you haven’t read enough lately
Schoolwork piled up on the table but you're so lazy
Your pen feels heavy the words don’t come
Synapses extra slow I’m afraid you burned some
Learned somewhere that you're special, you're wrestling with some demons
And when you try to pin them down, they laugh at you screaming
Even as you’re, you're getting older and you’re hungry to speak the truth
All your favorite rappers are now younger than you
It’s a competition you’re losing it’s unforgiving
Not subsistent and your degree won’t put you in position
To make a difference, make a living, your teen years faded
Your twenties are less forgiving so you might as well get wasted
Today you will stay inside, you might as well get wasted
Today you will stay inside, you might as well
You might as well get wasted (today you will stay inside)
You might as well get wasted (today you will stay inside)
Shut me up, keep me down, kick me out, can’t stop me
Push away, fight me back, smoke me out, can’t drop me
Those nasty thoughts, those nasty thoughts, don’t care
So drown em out, drown em out, drown em out and prepare
Holding down restart, my hard drive is bypassed
The virus might be parted and become part of my past
Could tell you how I killed it, impart on live cast
Come back like 90’s fashion and snap back act intact
When actually in fact collapses they happen
But I’m cleaning up the messes and fetching my own napkins
Can’t escape the evils, I can’t bate their attacking
But I’m blacking in not backing down and strapping in for action
Today I will leave the house and it will not be perfect
Today I will leave the house and it will not be perfect
Today I will leave the house and it will not be perfect
Today I will leave the house and it will not be perfect
Today I’ll leave the house, and it will not be perfect
Today I’ll leave the house, and it will not be perfect
Today I’ll leave the house, and it will not be perfect
Today I’ll leave the house, and it will not be perfect
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