A Day Trip to the Nightosphere (feat. Anderson Paak)
Hook: Anderson .Paak] I can see the ugly portraits painted in nightosphere But I was not an art major so I stay silent out of fear Those brush strokes, so messy There must be some way out of here Those expressionistic paintings, they paint me in my nightmares I opened up my third eye for an entire light year I live wrong, you dead right I've never been on that website with the Pitchfork, I'm dead right? I'm dead right?[x2]
[Verse 1: Milo] In California on tour I happened to lose my soul patch Among those with ornate bobbles on their snapbacks Passwords were spoken, talismans and tokens Grip handsigns in motion, battlements were broken I scream Hellfyre until my lungs collapse in their own poison It's risky business, you're picking a fight with Ricky Fitness Now I've found my courage to walk up in those dark places Now I've found my courage to talk to those with shark faces I've known the buzz of anxieties Bury me in rap money only to watch me practice piety I don't worship crystals and I don't dabble in secret societies With hidden lords and Ouija boards I used to get paid to squeegee floors How dare you ask for more At the intersection of task and bore Where better is the enemy of And I swear to God I'm good enough [x3]