THE BALLAD OF MILES

[Verse 1]
I was chillin’ in class when a couple of kids
Were sitting there bragging ‘bout this blunt that they hit
I got head from this Junior, the party was lit
Miles and Dylan, part 2 of Chardon
No, wait!
I’ll do it in a more subliminal way
Sending ‘em eight pipe bombs then strippin’ their date
It isn’t rape, I’m on a different case
Flipping the hate, escape, then start sinning again
Walking in to Kent, Deja Vu, kill them!
Shhh…
All of these puppets with their girlfriends, I’m jealous
Stuttering but I still think I’m smooth as velvet
Approach this girl, ask if she’s taken the L yet / Elliot!
(Did… did you spit a double entendre about Elliot Rodger...
That’s… that’s not even cool or funny, that’s just fuckin’ gay)
The fear in her eyes and her soul is what I’m smelling
She starts crying and her man starts yelling
Oops, I forgot I’m open carrying on campus
Grabbed the grip, went toward a classroom, and I ran in
My finger slips, whoops! Already beat the high score
Of the National Guard, wasn’t hard, straightforward
An eye sore even to a blind whore
Time for me to buy more at the mine store
I’m spending a dollar or two on a bomb and I’m
Walking a bit to get over to prom and have
Fun with the girl that would always say no
But she can’t deny me if stoop to the lowest
Level I can get to and then go a bit lower
He’ll show her, he’ll shower the girl with love
Then he’ll snap and I’ll be there having had enough
Jesus, are you eating a fucking foot?

[Skit]
Well, I mean, yeah, but cannibalism isn’t even that bad
You said the same thing about pedophilia and-
Hey! Those accusations can really hurt a man
Just eat your fucking foot already
It’s not my foot, I got it from...

[Verse 2]
The preschool down the road just caught ablaze
The sequel to the old Eric and Dylan days, and I-
(knocking)
Miles, this is Agent Gonzalez with the Federal Bureau of Investigation
Come out with your fucking hands up
Alright, if that’s what you wish, Mr. Gonzalez
I’ll abolish your backup, I’ll gun all them down
But lemme stall this for just one second
I need to polish my knowledge on all these weapons
Crazy’s what you say, genius is what I call it
I’m ballin’, that’s what all the cool kids say, right?
I’ll leave all of you falling and crawling back to your lies
As I’m contemplating the way that I’ll kill all your kids and wives!
Oh my God, I’m not gonna kill a federal agent
I’m just a faggot with a craving for Asians
Semen! Take it or save it! Streaming the rape
That’s taking place from my haven of a basement
Take her face and cave it in and use it in a painting
Make it famous, take it, lay it on Ed Gein’s grave (ick!)
My brain is wasted, it’s too late to save it
Like I’m baked at a rave taking an eighth hit
But wait, didn’t you say that you hate the green shit?
No, see, this is where the fake schizophrenia
I have plenty of starts getting in and switching up
The things I think are right and wrong, long ago I had many of
Friends that kept me grounded, friends that kept me sane
Friends that would comfort me when I was feeling pain
They would give me an umbrella if I was stuck in the rain
Now I’m stuck on the tracks as I wait for the train