Milo - A Persnickety Goblin's Hard Sigh lyrics

I go to school to get a job and make some wages I've got some messy feelings, I'm a slob on these pages (x2) I've got some messy feelings You knew I was a rapper because I'm very tall and dark You probably didn't expect I grocery shop at Walmart I'm not far removed from a lineage of Paul Blarts I can be found counting cash from the quarters off mall carts I prefer my mac and cheese in the shapes of cartoon characters My raps are anecdotal, festooned with racial barriers I'll meet you at dusk, down by where the wind falls Can't trust these rap cats like Rush Limbaugh How do you vibe with these monotone monologues And my eight page write-up on an Alwilda sponsored blog Your groupies show their b**bies mine wear dance-coat clogs Don't buy into the gimmicks of your favorite musician Leave them pandering and panhandling, begging us to listen I felt the love below and three stacks betrayed us It's the return of true rap once every seven years like cicadas I bought into the bullsh** virtue ethics of popular rap guys Now I rap from this pulpit with a Gertrude Stein disguise It's about time we refuse to pay their Maybach bills I'm no bandit but I've got some face mask sk**s. (x2) I've been, pissing off balconies and, writing these symphonies And, reading Euripides and feeling persnickety (x4) This isn't Aesop Rock, I'm something like Homer's boulder And bison giving these rap guys the colder shoulder These ignorant rappers are kind of like my step-brothers Meaning I get to poke fun at all their quirks and flubbers But you're not from this clan so speak nill about my fam And at our shows nod along and obey the archaic commands Hot damn, let me see them hands, that kind of stuff I've been, pissing off balconies and, writing these symphonies And, reading Euripides and feeling persnickety (x4)