i did it uh huh i did it i did it i did it i did it i did it little milo grew up in the suburb every night at about 6 30 he d have supper two parents three whips family trips every summer when he got back he would be sunburnt he had blond shaggy hair he didnt cut it all the 14 year old girls had little crushes he snowboarded wore striped shirts and liked to skate a lot listening to atmosphere and aesop rock when he was 16 his parents bought him a jetta he drove it with his friends and made all of them jealous his parents bought him all these possessions and never taught him a lesson they knew he was bright they thought he would get it nope his character was poor he knew he could have anything his parents could afford wouldn t even run a fucking errand to the store he d become a lazy boy i aint talking bout recliners i m talking about that milo now he was 17 he wanted to rap so what his friends had beats well shit he had been writing for a month rapping was easy he could freestyle when he s drunk he was ready to live the dream rocking big crowds of white kids that scream he wasn t trying to hear that voice from dad telling him to go to college and join a frat he enjoyed the rap music now hating his father and yes you can guess this created a conflict so dad made him an offer to pay for his college but milo wanted to rap they couldn t persuade him to stop it he stormed out his head was in a fog he knew that he d feel better if he shopped found a couple sweatshirts that he bought then acted like a dick to the employees cause he never had a job then he got a bright idea i ll record a demo of my songs i think theres a guitar center in this mall there was he found it suddenly surrounded with salesmen ready to get him what he wants milo explained hes an expert at spitting rhymes and needed to make this demo to get him signed well we have pro tools if you can t afford that we have this old school tascam four track ill take one pro tools a digi 003 some monitors speakers and one of those please um don t forget a microphone with all this stuff to record you oh yea you re gonna need some cords too alright alright i ll take it all i need this how much is that 57 hundred dollars even okay cool run this card debit okay swipe swipe thanks for shopping at guitar center he dipped but before he drove home he stopped by this venue his cousin worked at that throws shows primarily local cover bands that love to jam for the alkies and bozos his cousin said they do a hip hop show weekly tomorrows the night he can come out at eight and start open mic wow milo s first gig more like a one way ticket headed to hell i m getting ahead of myself the next night he showed up a bit early an hour and a half like so what it s 6 30 the crowd wasn t there yet unfortunately they would have to miss his sloppily prepared set not even the bartenders were watching him play but i was there watching waiting stalking my prey he hopped off of the stage in an overconfident way like he had just accomplished a great an awesome display that same cockiness that all those kids get over privileged and don t know their limits well there s a lot of things that milo doesn t know like your soul when you die where does it go so i followed him into the parking lot he started to unlock his shiny car then stopped i tapped him on the shoulder and said yo that was tight i wanna sign you to this label it s called the afterlife then quicker than milo could shout i pulled the pistol from my waist and put it right in his mouth i gave him no chance to say goodbye to whoever before i put his damn brains on the side of his jetta ew i killed milo i shot him in the head i killed milo i painted his jetta red i killed milo i shot him in the head i killed milo i painted his jetta red1