Miami Advice (feat. Aesop Rock) - Kimya Dawson, Aesop Rock

I was feeling master blasted, lost my id, my anti-entity

And just because it’s real to you it isn’t not pretend to me

And did you know my Elbro taught me positively everything

I never didn’t know about double negativity

Have you been unfollowed for misogynistic dickiness

Sitting home alone in a pool of your own stickiness

Jerking off to your own tweets iPhone on the shitter

While you insult everybody else for what they write on Twitter

My delivery is speedy, can you mc’feel me?

Banana midriff, so appealing

My head is in the clouds and my feet are on the ceiling

The foundation is much uglier than what it is concealing

Here’s a little bit of Miami advice

For when your hand is down your pants and there’s a gun between your eyes

And she cocks it the minute you cream your jeans

You say «Baby do you wanna ride my sound machine?»

She’ll say «No» but she’ll laugh and drop the gun I think?

And say «Do you wanna hear the story behind my new ink?»

And she’ll say «Hey little man why can’t you see there is no spark?

Take off your socks put on your shoes and go get eaten by a shark»

If I don’t set aside time for writing songs I go insane

The stuff that’s left unsaid just turns to static in my brain

It’s hard to get things done when my head is full of craziness

It’s when I am the busiest that I seem the laziest

I’m sending off my monkeys on the backs of the pink elephants

So it doesn’t matter if my lyrics are irrelevant

Tossing out my thoughts like handfuls of confetti

Add a little strummy strum and I feel better already

My delivery is speedy can you mc’feel me?

Banana midriff, so appealing

My head is in the clouds and my feet are on the ceiling

The foundation is much uglier then what it is concealing

I was feeling overrated, I was feeling under smarted

When you looked me in the eyes and then it smelled like someone farted

Was it man or was it beast or was it just my upper lip

Was it an Olympia hippie or just a New York City hipster?

(What's the difference?)

As well all try hard to make this world better

If it’s thrift or if it’s vintage it is still your grandpa’s sweater

Either way three cheers for you

Cause its better to reuse than to support the corporations buying crap they

mass produce

(Repeated with choir)

You think, you think, you think

You think I’m preaching to the choir but I am not, I’m not

I’m singing with the choir

We are all birds, birds of a different feather

We each sing the way we sing and we are all in this together

You think I’m preaching to the choir but

I’m not, I’m not, I’m not

I’m singing with the choir again

I am, I am, I am, I am

We are all in this together