Return
T.S.R.T.S Lyrics
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The crust and crunge saundering, soldering, soldiering
In aim of the slice most amiable, until silence
Finally, the cough bomber has returned to us
R.A.P. Ferreira, the last cough bomber
R.A.P. Ferreira, the last cough bomber
Chalked it up to the fact I wasn't hackin' it
It's too few smiles between here and Minneapolis
Methodist logic of the sausage party
Not a pilot, I just take to the sky like I'm Matt Hardy
This beat remind me of angels turning coat
Ruby yachts and burning boats
I see many things
The line is jammed with callers
First to get cut prolly grew the tallest
Off-center bald spot, Rasheed Wallace
Comedy of errors, ontological terror
Tellin' me I don't know what ugly is
Black is a function of nothingness
Black is closing your eyes post concussion, it's
Black Orpheus, of course it is, of course it is
Finding your life dominated by voices and forces
The shapes the shoes of horses
Little ticklish melodies
When the good ideas are felonies
That's called living in a society
Perceived impropriety
Yeah, I know all about it, but I ain't tellin' you nothin'
Wake up and smell the muffins
Wake up and smell the muffins
What did your dough make you
What did your dough make you
Wake up and smell the muffins
Finally, finally
The cough bomber has returned to us
R.A.P. Ferreira, the last cough bomber
Can you even believe it my friends?
The cough bomber has returned to us again
Can you even believe it my friends?
The cough bomber has returned to us again
Frinky little MCs must get dissed
Frinky little MCs must get dissed
Frinky little MCs must get dissed
And that's the way it is
I'm back up on my oatmeal cookies
They real old rookies, lousy blues
Lose lookies, few snook me
Hullabaloo, full of cashews
Bullets never as cool
Never slid the tassel left
Didn't have to, impress yourself
Read the 29th beatitude
When one decides to be attitude
Longitudinal accelerance
Various celebrants
Soul folks noodling excellence
Never not woodshedding
Break the huddle on three
Yes, I'll keep betting on me
I'm back up on my oatmeal
I'm back up on my oatmeal cookies
I'm back up on my oatmeal
Oatmeal cookies
The lyrics to "Return" by R.A.P. Ferreira, formerly known as Milo, are esoteric and require a deep understanding of wordplay and metaphor. The song begins with a reference to the "hack tone," which may refer to Ferreira's style of rapping, which is often characterized as complex and intellectual. He "wandered" in search of the perfect "slice," or verse, until he finally returns to his audience as the "cough bomber," a reference to his ability to spit rhymes that cut like a cough.
Ferreira goes on to reference a variety of topics, from the Methodist logic of the sausage party (a metaphor for groupthink and conformity) to Rasheed Wallace's bald spot (a commentary on the absurdity of celebrity culture). He also discusses the concept of blackness, which he describes as a function of nothingness that can be both beautiful and terrifying.
The song ends with Ferreira proclaiming that he is "back up on [his] oatmeal cookies," which may be a reference to his commitment to staying grounded and humble despite his success.
Overall, "Return" is a complex and thought-provoking piece of music that highlights Ferreira's skill with words and his ability to tackle weighty subjects in a creative and engaging way.
Line by Line Meaning
For many years, the hack tone wandered
The artist has been trying to find their voice in the music industry for a long time
The crust and crunge saundering, soldering, soldiering
They have experienced the gritty and tough side of the industry
In aim of the slice most amiable, until silence
They were searching for the perfect sound, but eventually gave up
Finally, the cough bomber has returned to us
The artist has returned after a hiatus
R.A.P. Ferreira, the last cough bomber
The artist identifies themselves as the 'last cough bomber'
Chalked it up to the fact I wasn't hackin' it
They blamed their lack of success on their own inability
If I may quote the atlas
The artist is making a literary reference to add depth to their lyrics
It's too few smiles between here and Minneapolis
The artist is feeling down and hopeless about their place in the world
Methodist logic of the sausage party
A humorous way to describe the homogeneity of the music industry
Not a pilot, I just take to the sky like I'm Matt Hardy
The artist is asserting their own unique creativity and approach to music-making
This beat remind me of angels turning coat
The music has a mystical quality to it that inspires the artist
Ruby yachts and burning boats
The artist's mind is filled with vivid and surreal images
I see many things
The artist is open to new experiences and ideas
The line is jammed with callers
The artist is popular and receiving lots of attention
First to get cut prolly grew the tallest
The artist is commenting on the cut-throat nature of the music industry
Off-center bald spot, Rasheed Wallace
A random reference to an athlete that adds to the unique and abstract nature of the song
Comedy of errors, ontological terror
The artist is commenting on the absurdity and complexity of life
Tellin' me I don't know what ugly is
The artist feels like they have a unique perspective on the world that others may not understand
Black is a function of nothingness
A philosophical statement about the nature of existence
Black is closing your eyes post concussion, it's
The artist is using personal experiences to express their thoughts and feelings
Black Orpheus, of course it is, of course it is
A reference to a classic film that adds depth to the song
Finding your life dominated by voices and forces
The artist is commenting on the external and internal pressures that shape our lives
The shapes the shoes of horses
A poetic way to describe the various influences in our lives
Little ticklish melodies
The artist is inspired by small and unexpected moments of beauty
When the good ideas are felonies
The artist is suggesting that unconventional or unpopular ideas are often ignored or oppressed
That's called living in a society
The artist is making a commentary on the structures and systems of society
Perceived impropriety
The artist is acknowledging the social rules and expectations that they may be breaking
Yeah, I know all about it, but I ain't tellin' you nothin'
The artist is asserting their independence and unwillingness to conform to societal norms
Wake up and smell the muffins
A humorous way to tell the listener to wake up and pay attention
What did your dough make you
The artist is asking the listener to reflect on their own life and motivations
Finally, finally
The artist is expressing relief and happiness at their return to music-making
Can you even believe it my friends?
The artist is excited and incredulous at the support they have received
Frinky little MCs must get dissed
The artist is confident in their own abilities and willing to challenge others in the industry
And that's the way it is
The artist is expressing a matter-of-fact attitude towards their own success and the music industry in general
I'm back up on my oatmeal cookies
A humorous way for the artist to say they are back to making music
They real old rookies, lousy blues
The artist is reflecting on their past struggles with making music
Lose lookies, few snook me
A playful line that doesn't have a clear meaning, but adds to the overall mood of the song
Hullabaloo, full of cashews
Another surreal and playful line
Bullets never as cool
The artist is expressing a dislike for violence or aggression in music
Never slid the tassel left
The artist is expressing a desire to not conform or follow the traditional path to success
Didn't have to, impress yourself
The artist is prioritizing their own satisfaction and creative vision over external recognition or validation
Read the 29th beatitude
A religious reference that adds depth to the artist's lyrics
When one decides to be attitude
The artist is playing with language to create a clever phrase
Longitudinal accelerance
A playful and nonsensical line
Various celebrants
The artist is commenting on the many different types of people in the music industry
Soul folks noodling excellence
The artist is praising the creativity and skill of other musicians
Never not woodshedding
The artist is always practicing and improving their craft
Break the huddle on three
A reference to team sports that underscores the artist's willingness to collaborate with others
Yes, I'll keep betting on me
The artist is expressing confidence in their own abilities and potential
I'm back up on my oatmeal
A playful way for the artist to say they are back to making music
Oatmeal cookies
A repeated phrase that adds to the overall mood and tone of the song
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Rory Allen Philip Ferreira
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@stinkyman1535
I love how the pop tarts are just fine with being eaten
@themask5493
Yeah, they just accepted that they are tasty
@celestialstar5563
It's the opposite from the original official poptart commercials
@devinweathers7520
Life is hilariously cruel
@tkmo8892
Yeah
@Hotlog69
It be weird if they were.
@Tmaster-pb5nt
I love how carl takes hot fudge pop tart back to his house.
@MightGuy15
We all know Carl aint about to just eat it
@Irosicndosjnf
He gon’ luv her
@darknight10000
@@MightGuy15Well.... he's going to be eating in a couple of different ways.