white girl rap

the other night i went to a local concert to hear a friend's band play and a couple of their songs included rap, the avant garde group that they are. later on, at the after party, my friend proceeded to rap, freestyle, really terribly, but it somehow inspired me to write a little ditty of my own.

you consume me
im jona, you're the whale
im not calling you fat
but damn you're a big deal

you go through lipgloss
like its crack cocaine
watch the boys go by
in their polo shirt parade

i know a guy who calls them boyfriends
he thinks hes bringing it back
you're the stereotype of a nation
so dress to impress

you eat more cookies
than santa does at christmas
and still they call you
girlicious

havent decided what to be
when you grow up
have a choice between
famous or a pin-up

you pour lemon juice
into papercuts
never blink an eye
just call it bad luck

damn straight
im jona, you're the whale
im not calling you fat
but damn you're a big deal