Yomilo

Yo Milo why you always rap in passcodes?

Cause they assholes

Who don't deserve the whole

So they fiddle with their portions

I fiddle with my organs on parchment

Yes I roll with dark men

Failed draft-dodgers and niggas teaching at Dartmouth

We was lurking Michael Larkin with the Midas Touch

Eat at Perkins and resign to never being much

That's the only truth worth memorizing

So I memorized it

Then made a memorandum to try to signify it

Give it meaning, make it worthwhile

Wear black beanies, make mix CDs with Turnstile

Join a message board when your house burns down

Find your forever shelter in the iCloud

Follow the winding path

Yo Milo why you front like you're enlightened?

Because presently it's advantageous

Now please tell me what the bad man's name is

That's the same box that my 404 came in

Do you think that your soul will fit in there?

A metaphor about the winter's air

Deployed via lawn chair in Los Angeles

When Al and I was eating all air sandwiches

I'll take beef for the bandeau and bandages

I go totally commando when playing banjo hits

In a palace bumping Shabazz Palaces

Skimming the Voynich manuscript

Don't misplace the master's book of hours

And keep a look out for the hook blossom flower

Follow the winding path

(I'll be you now)

Yo Milo, what's the significance of the five fifths?

And how do you mean you're the corduroy coon prince?

I thought I heard you say you don't exude hubris

Yo Milo, you make my very favorite nigga music

In my own blood I wrote it on pig skin

We need poems that kill

I refuse to be yesterday's victim

Cordial reminder of Being Big-B

A cordial reminder of Being Big-B

It's that amethyst poet

If I wanted to be the illest rapper, you would know it

Cause I would tell you

It's that amethyst poet

If I wanted to be the illest rapper, you would know it

Been a couple false starts but we never end

A paradox in a pair of Docs

I pare the locks while they parrot ops

I'm not a rookie or a veteran

Young sage of the tree-tops

Burn sage while I plot on their weak spots

Two step in the sage-colored Reeboks

The beat knocks

Vegetarian, I do not eat ox tails

Deploying Oxford commas at will

(I kind of fuddled it)