Lyrical Breakdown of Loitering - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Loitering" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Mac Miller weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Loitering" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
• Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that Mac Miller employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
• Syllable Pattern Insights: Dive deeper into the structural elements of the lyrics. See how the syllable count varies across the song, adding a unique rhythm and flow to Mac Miller's narrative.

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Cam Erlim, is that it? Oh no, Cam Rellim, haha Cam Rellim at your service, with these verses Ayo, I'm park bench chillin', burger patty grillin' Everybody love to say my name is Rumpelstiltskin Call up Wolfgang Puck, tell 'em come and bring a meal in My stomach full, I'll go against the world like Scott Pilgrim Way above the building, bungee jumpin' down They say I'm gettin' trendy like I come after a pound sign Hashtag Mac, this ain't backpack rap Give a fuck bout what you sayin' after platinum plated plaques Take it back, cookin' on them hoes, you can make a casserole Mad that I can rap so well, and everything on factual Ain't worth it, if not laughable, I'm off the wall as racquetball Dick that keep your girl awake all night, they call is Adderall Youngin' on his grind, workin' harder than your dad work Black shirt, Rellim Cam, that's my name said backwards Ask first, hell nah, treat 'em' like a bellhop Let 'em hold my bags and give a tip for that ass, boy I'm too old to be chillin' at the playground Say I'm too old to be chillin' at the playground Never be too old to be chillin' at the playground Shorty come and kick it at the swings I'm way too old to be chillin' at the playground Say I'm too old to be chillin' at the playground Cops comin', muthafucker stay down Girl I'll be waitin' at the swings Ayo I'm Blue Park slidin', go-cart drivin' Got this rap shit down to a science My Louis belt way nicer than Orion's, confined to an assignment You won't finish in the kitchen, like appliance Is just a mothafuckin' kid, say my head is gettin' big No that's my ego, trippin' somewhere where they need a ski-slope Rockin' in the fall like a pea-coat, freaks with a deep throat Students run the class, y'all should keep notes Drunk then I'm hard to understand, Don Vito Ace in the Casino, I'm Robert DeNiro I be low, key though, Young Nino with my jeans low Your girl love it when I speak slow, she go (ahh) You can hear the way she's moaning Started back at midnight, had it 'til the morning Wake up with some morning wood Hit it before work, yeah I'm sure she would All my female fans like, "I'm sure it's good" I'm too old to be chillin' at the playground Say I'm too old to be chillin' at the playground Never be too old to be chillin' at the playground Shorty come and kick it at the swings I'm way too old to be chillin' at the playground Say I'm too old to be chillin' at the playground Cops comin', muthafucker stay down Girl I'll be waitin' at the swings