From this weekend’s New York Times feature on “Great Moments in Inspiration”:
“When you get to the bottom of a box of Kleenex, the Kleenex turns pink or peach to let you know that it’s the end. You got five sheets left, so whatever you need to get done. So I’ll come up with a line of: ‘Time’s running out/My Kleenex is turning peach.’ … And that’s how it starts. That’s that quick moment of inspiration — ‘Aw, man, these napkins are turning peach, time’s running out’ — then it’s a metaphor, in a rap, on the radio.” – Lupe Fiasco
My tissues and napkins never turn peach. Ergo, I will live forever.
Q.E.D.
You get immortality, sure, but you have to look elsewhere for rap metaphors.