Mass Consumption #1

So I'm experimenting here. Each week I will take the number one song on iTunes and disect it's lyrics, attempting to understand the vast, deep minds of such artists as Miley Cyrus, Soulja Boy, and Britney Spears. These artists are so obviously hidden geniouses and sometimes we overlook their good given lyrical ablilities with say their god given ability to be whores. They get the best of both worlds (sorry I had to).

3/10/09 Number one song: Flo Rida- Right Round

You spin my head right round, right round (Physically or metaphorically?)
When you go down, when you go down down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down down (Please elaborate)

Hey
Hopped out of that house with my swagger (Swagger..new vocab word)
Hop in that with girl, I got places to go!
People to see, time is precious
I look at my crowd and they out of control
Just like my mind where I’m going
No women, no shorties, no nothin but clothes (So they aren't naked?)
No stoppin now, my parolees on role (So you aren't in jail? explain?)
I like my jewelry, that’s always on gold
I know the storm is comin
my pockets keep tellin me it’s gonna shower (OMG HIS PANTS ARE MAGIC!!)
Call up my homies that’s home
Then pop in the night cuz it’s meant to be ours
We keep a fade away shot cuz we ballin
it’s platinum patron that be ours
Lil mama, I owe you just like the flowers (He owes his mother flowers?)
Girl you to drink with all that and power clubs

(Flo Rida)
From the top of the pole I watch her go down
She got me throwin my money around
Ain’t nothin more beautiful to be found
It’s goin down down. (where? I'd like to attend..)
From the top of the pole I watch her go down
She got me throwin my money around
Ain’t nothin more beautiful to be found
It’s goin down down

Shawty must know I’m not playin
My money love her like a numba one fan (OMG HIS MONEY HAS FEELINGS!!)
Don’t look at my mouth, let her talk to my fans
My Benjamin Franklin
A couple of grands, I got rubber bands
My paper planes makin a dance (ZOMFG HIS PAPER PLANES ARE ALIVE!!! HE MUST BE SOME KIND OF WIZARD!!)
Get dirty all night, that’s part of my thing
Keep building castles that’s made out of sand (Wouldn't the rain from before wash them)
She’s amazing, the fire blazing
Hotter than
Girl won’t you move a lil closer?
Time to get paid, it’s maximum wage (Obviously connects with the poor. Man for the people)
That body belong on a poster
I’m in a daze, that bottom is wavin’ at me
Like damn it I know you (I think her bottom has a mind of it's own?)
You wanna show like a gun out of holster
Tell me whatever and I’ll be your roper ..

(Flo Rida)
I’m feelin my money (Apparently it feels you too)
I’m out of control
Somebody help me
She’s takin my bank roll.
But I’m king golf the club (King Golf the Club.....WTF!)
And I’m wearin the crown
Poppin these bottles
Touchin these models (Felony in most states.....)
Watchin they asses go down down

What Flo Rida is so obviously saying is that he enjoys women who have mastered the art of pole dancing, spining his head right around. They must know that he isn't playing and he is going to watch their asses spin down a stripper pole. He wears a crown and has many stacks of what appears to be Benjamin Franklins. This song clearly outlines his entreprenural talents....