What Would Your #RapShirtForWhitePeople Say?
One of the greatest pleasures of writing Man Repeller is tethered to the element of discovery that comes with accruing new friends. Sure, they’re not brick and mortar friends — these relationships exist exclusively over the Internet — but that doesn’t detract from the sentimentality and more importantly, newfangled wisdom that is attached to them.
Case in point: another chip off the old Tumblr block in the form of a new site called #RapShirtsForWhitePeople — hashtag and all. A reader passed along the URL in an e-mail last night and after a quick scroll through the mock t-shirts, which include such manipulated lyrics as, “You’s a Fine Venture Capitalist Won’t You Back My Startup” (do you think the song still invites listeners to “Call me big daddy?”), and, “It Was All a Dream, I Used to Read Highlights Magazine,” I spent a lot of time coming up with my own versions of the shirt.
Charlotte also brilliantly brought to my attention that most of Kanye’s lyrics don’t even need to change. (See: “hurry up with my damn croissant,” “I am a god.”)
This concept is hardly novel; are the sweeping, sometimes offensive but almost always comical cultural stereotypes that define whiteness not precisely what such popular digital entities as Stuff White People Like and White Girls Problems have been built upon?
Maybe this just comes to show that making fun of yourself never gets old. Or that I have a terrible concept of what is funny, which is the more likely opinion. Still, in the interest of appeasing me, I have to know: what would your #RapShirtForWhitePeople say?
In the event you’re wondering (and for the sake of fairness), mine would say, “Now I ain’t sayin’ she a kale digga, but she ain’t messin with no twizzla eata.”
Amelia says it’s hard to relate because she doesn’t really feel white but I managed to beat a lyric out of her. It is this: “This could be us but you’re not gluten-free.” (As you can probably surmise based on the provided lyric, my beating her affected the amount of oxygen going to her brain thus impairing her ability to use it wisely.)
— Leandra Medine