Bought my kid a high chair

[Intro: milo]
Oh, that's right
Oh, that's right
Oh, that's right
Yeah, yeah

[Verse: milo]
Cashmere coon, pull up with Jodie Landon
Couldn't seem to abandon that black cannon
Bronze Ganon replete in sunlight
Might fuck with your soul like watching bum fights
Shit, I wouldn't do it
Shit, I wouldn't do it
There go my footprint on rain cloud
This jealous god stay proud, Texas Ranger, Walker, Herschel
In the park with my words like Studs Terkel
Curious to learn how the fuzz burned you
You know, we could swap stories all day, really, yeah
People pray for bounce-back, people pray for the loud pack
People pray their enemies get caught in mousetraps
People pray for forgiveness and never give that, yeah

[Chorus: milo]
God gave me a funky soul, oh
So I used it, so I used it, ayy
God gave me a funky soul
So I use it, so I use it, yeah

[Verse 2: milo]
To live without fear of penalty, penance
Gangs, wrong, shit, yo
To live without fear of penalty, penance
Gongs rang length infinite
Maintain bona fides
Confide in conifers within inside
Shit, fuck threats of legal action
I'm not anxious for mercy
And to be real, shit, straight brass instrument
Anx— ayy, shit
Straight brass instrument, yo

[Outro: milo]
Anxiously yearning anxiously, ayy
Anxiously yearning anxiously, ayy
Anxiously yearning anxiously, ayy
Anxiously yearning a—
Yearning, yearning, yearning, yearning, yearning, yearning, yeah
Yearning, yearning, yearning, yearning, yearning, yearning, yeah
Yearning, yearning, yearning, yearning, yearning, yearning, yeah