The following is an entirely fictional account   Any similarities between people living or dead   Is entirely coincidental   Just kidding      She fell from the sky   On a black October night   She wrote these funny songs   And everyone was tight      She asked me for advice   On jump starting her career   But I'm staring in her eyes   And she's talking in my ear      Suburban rap queen   I wrote this song for you   Suburban rap queen   What's a MC to do?      Suburban rap queen   Every Biggie needs a Kim   Suburban rap queen   Sometimes you lose sometimes you win      Rapgirl, rapgirl   (Listen)   I like you a lot, you've got what it takes   To rock that Lars emo spot   Rapgirl, rapgirl      Check it   Now tell me what to do   When the playback is too quiet   And the song's already through?      This is called a break beat   It's the musical element hip-hop   Was founded upon back in 1969   Now that's educational      She fell from the sky with a superhero icon   We battled in the studio like, ?Hey, yo is this mic on??   I went down for the count, she went up on the beat   I told her she was hot because stuff like that is sweet      She attacked me with her similes like killer bees at a park   I came back with a metaphor, an angry great white shark   The bass line that she struck, threw me flat on my back   So I came back with a track in a lyrical attack      Rapgirl, rapgirl   (Listen)   I like you a lot   You've got what it takes   To rock that Lars emo spot      Rapgirl, rapgirl   (Yo)   Now tell me what to do   When the playback is too quiet   And the song's already through      Rapgirl, rapgirl   (Look)   I like you a lot   You've got what it takes   To rock that Lars emo spot      Rapgirl, rapgirl   (Yo)   Now tell me what to do   When the playback is too quiet   And the song's already through      Because girls are so confusing   And I guess they'll always be   I should become a monk   Resigned to celibacy      Then I'd never have to worry   About what a hug might mean   See these girls who want to be your friend   May be just what they seem      We had burritos in your dorm   And talked about ?Dizzy Rascal?   We wrote a song together   And recorded it and that's all      Romantic love   Is fear, of waking up alone   In Red Wood City with platonic   Voice mail on your phone      Rapgirl, rapgirl   (Listen)   I like you a lot   (Yo)   You've got what it takes   To rock that Lars emo spot      Rapgirl, rapgirl   (Hey)   Now tell me what to do   (What?)   When the playback is too quiet   And the song's already through      Rapgirl, rapgirl   (Look)   I like you a lot   (Right)   You've got what it takes   To rock that Lars emo spot      Rapgirl, rapgirl   (Yo)   Now tell me what to do   (When)      When the playback is too quiet   And the song's already through   Rapgirl, rapgirl   (Rapgirl, rapgirl)      Suburban rap queen   I wrote this song for you   Rapgirl, rapgirl   (Rapgirl, rapgirl)   Suburban rap queen   What's an MC to do?