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It is an understatement to say I am a fan of music.

I genuinely like all kinds (except for screamo, keep me away from that noise).

It seems rap comes up on this blog more often than not.
I don't know why but I have an obsession with it.
If it was cool for white girls that went to an all girls private high schools that are not from the hood to be rappers- you can bet that would be my career.

But we aren't successful rappers.

And it's because I would rap about things like this like:
(See if you can tell the difference between me and the rapper in the picture, it's pretty tough.)

To the tune of Trinidad James' “All Gold Everything”

All Gold Everything by Trinidad James on Grooveshark

Monogram on my chain, monogram on my raaang
Monogram on my cup
Don't believe me, come close up.
Listen, Listen, Listen


Pinterest on my screen, Starbucks provides caffeine
Facebook stalk my ex, sending out a text
Snap Chat, Snap Chat, Snap Chat


Hitting up the mall, Wedges- wear them tall,
Getting ready to go out, Gonna be late no doubt
Dinna, Dinna, Dinna


Cruising in my ride, iPhone by my side,
Like pics on Instagram, Playing my favorite jam
Selfie, Selfie, Selfie


On instagram straight posing
Popped some Nyquil I'm dozing
WHOOOO!




To the Tune of 2 Chainz “Birthday Song”

Birthday Song (Explicit) ft. Kanye West by 2 Chainz on Grooveshark

They ask me what I do and who I do it for
And how I come up with this blog stuff and not be a bore


All I want for my birthday is a hot looking dude 
All I want for my birthday is a hot looking dude


When I die bury me inside the Target store. When I die bury me inside the Nordstrom store.
All I want for my birthday is a hot looking dude. All I want for my birthday is a hot looking dude.

#Twinz

And can't do this post without a shout out to my favorite song right now, Young Jeezy's “R.I.P.”

R.I.P. f. 2 Chainz by Young Jeezy on Grooveshark
 
R.I.P. I just killed the mall 
Bought clothes from Forever 21, almost spent it all
Need to go on a diet, I don't feel so small
Too many skinny girls in here
I need a shawl.
R.I.P.
R.I.P.
R.I.P.
R.I.P.


My brand new handbag I got from Kate Spade
Girls be dissing on me, they drinking the hater-ade 
I hit up every bar in the city where patios are at
I be in every club where I can chat
Bought to go get a blow out and get my nails did
Then going out for sushi but hold the squid
R.I.P.




So what do you think? Should I quit my job and be a professional rapper?