You Don't Have To Eat What's In The Picture - Jean Grae

Well, hello there

Today’s tale takes place in a small little town called New York City

So tiny if you blink, you might just miss it

But I digress

How 'bout you go and sit on back

And I’ll play you a little tune while my good buddy Jean here sings you a song

Heck, you may just learn a thing or two

It’s as cold as a witch’s tit that winter day that day

When I’m texting my friends

We have learned to meet downtown to break some bread

It was Ann and Vern and Mary Ann all on the thread

When we sat and laughed and ate and drank and hung around for hours

Stayed 'till after closing and we broke out our guitars

So for the life and love of music, bourbon, and good food

Took so many pictures, not to save them would be rude

Woke up down for sunset the next day

Charged my phone with all the pictures right away

(Ha ha, Instagram!)

I was so happy we could share

So I cropped them, builded them, tilted through them down

And then posted a caption

And please be a normal person, don’t be negative

We had such a great time, and then I put the name of the restaurant

And then, so you guys could have a similar experience if you want

(Your welcome!)

One hundred and ten people posted likes

And Mary Ann, Vern, and Anna all reposted thrice

But then some stupid dick who doesn’t know how to read

Typed «four roses is garbage, you already have to leave»

(Bitch!)

You don’t have to drink what’s in the picture

It’s a digital representation of my time

Unless you get your nutrients from other people’s lives

You don’t have to drink what’s in the picture

And you don’t have to eat what’s in the picture

Goddamnit, this is just something that I enjoyed in life

If you fuckin' don’t like food, then a post and here’s some nudes

You don’t have to eat the fuckin' picture

Don’t have to eat what’s in the picture

Ooh-ooh

You don’t have to eat the fuckin' picture