Milo takes Baths

Sometimes, when I'm listening to Milo, I think he's f**king with me. Like, who the F**k rap talks and sounds like he's more bored than I could ever imagine myself being bored with myself being bored? Then dude tells me he wishes he was a merman so he could call asleep in the bathtub, and never drown. I get it now. Milo is an observation of being observed by an observer, and completely predictable and ridiculous, until it's not. Seriously, I could sit here and type out some of the dude's lyrics, but all I would do is take away from it because Milo isn't serious, until he is, and it's seriously fantastic. The periods of ridiculousness don't seem so trite after he drops a beautifully thought out and verbalized quick witted quip that leaves you wanting to pause it if only to repeat it to yourself a few times just to make sure you didn't miss anything. Milo is f**king confusing. Milo Takes Baths is f**king awesome. Sure, I loved the music of Baths immediately, but I never imagined I would appreciate rapping over anything Baths created, as it never felt like it gave anyone an opportunity to anyone trying to step on top of it. Then Milo's intelligent ass steps in alongside it and nerds the f**king **** out of it. I'm not even ****ting on Milo by using nerd as a verb, as throughout the entire seven tracks, he goes from dropping video game references, to name dropping Daria, to attempting to **** on Atlas Shrugged. Even though, seriously, anyone who ****s on that book (until John Galt won't SHUT THE FACK UP!) doesn't appreciate perfect storytelling and probably has the imagination of an episode of Parenthood. Again, I'm humbled by the fact that Milo can seemingly effortlessly speak-rap his way through a quick seven tracks, and I'm left laughing out loud without the LOL, thinking what the F**k without the WTF and I'm seriously excited to see what the F**k comes out of this dude's brain next. Impressed is a f**king understatement.