Name: Y.M.I.M.T
Duration: P00H03M14S
Description: Dropping a new single with a video. Head over to youtube for the music video for this song and keep an eye out for my next album, "Blood on my Pink Sweatshirt"

Y.M.I.M.T

by BitByBitBot

	/

Streaming + Download

Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.

Purchasable with gift card

$1 USD or more

about

Dropping a new single with a video. Head over to youtube for the music video for this song and keep an eye out for my next album, "Blood on my Pink Sweatshirt"

lyrics

I write at the worst times,
Blue light emitting, committing worse crimes
to my mind than just making me tired.
Rest required.
Request denied.
Reset rewire
all my systems. This one’s ‘bout to expire.
Looking like I’m dead took drugs from the friar.
Coffee’s little bitter, better when the taste’s acquired.
Like gasoline, caffeine fuels the fire. I’m
more of a chai-guy, hoity-toity soy boy.
Oy, oy, that’s the lad, clad in colored corduroy pants.
Dance, twist, and shout.
When I say yo, just spell that out.

Y O Y M I M T?
Y O Y M I M T? O Y?
Y O Y R U M T?
Y O Y R U M T? O Y? Y R we this way OMG.

Funk junkie,
Drunk uncle,
dump heap king.
Say words until you lose the meaning,
Over and over and over.
Still comin’ at ya’ like a rollin’ boulder.
Hardcore dudes with rap, you like that.
Artsy geek’s the only one who can write that.
And I even make poetry cool.
I’ve felt the beat since I was in preschool.
I learned my ABCs.
use ‘em today, use ‘em to write these,
And I got MCs beggin on their knees.
Just play it again, hit ‘em with the reprise.

Y O Y M I M T?
Y O Y M I M T? O Y?
Y O Y R U M T?
Y O Y R U M T? O Y? Y R we this way OMG.

I C U. U R M T 2. U N I. U N I. Y B M T? I M M T 2.

I write like a lyrical Mozart,
But I’m only here for the most part
and you know that I think it's dope,
but it's still just kind of like a way to cope
With my bloodshot eyes and my spinal slope.
Nope.
Lookin’ through a Telescope.
Yo.
Lookin’ at the UFOs
Sick.
Look at how the cosmos flows.
I'm a sympathizer for the synthesizer.
I would advise getting rest, my eyes hurt.
But before I doze,
One last time, tell me how that goes.