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Music for 15-Year-Old’s: Did the Lights of the Good Year Blimp Really Say, “Ice Cube’s a Pimp”?

September 26, 2013
Does anyone know how much it would cost to rent a blimp and actually do this?

Does anyone know how much it would cost to rent a blimp and actually do this?

I recently came across a clever T-shirt online that illustrated the classic lyric from Ice Cube’s hit song, “It Was a Good Day” that goes as such:

Even saw the lights of the Goodyear Blimp
And it read, “Ice Cube’s a pimp”

If you need to refresh your memory, here’s the song in its entirety:

Listening to the song after a long hiatus from it, I’m struck by how grounded everything is up until the third verse.  In the first two verses, Ice describes a pretty good day for him, one in which could realistically happen to anyone.  He got up in the morning and felt good, his momma cooked breakfast hog-free (a healthy way to start the day, unfortunately, Ice ruins this healthy initiative by eating Fatburger at 2AM), and he got a call from a lovely lady named Kim, someone Ice always hoped would look his way since they were in the 12th grade together.  Now 24 years old, this means Ice has been yearning for Kim a solid seven years, assuming they were both 17 while attending their final year of high school together.  All in all, the day has gotten off to a roaring start for Cube, and our narrative has cemented itself in a grounded sense of reality.

This reality continues in the second verse, in which Ice is able to run a red light at an intersection but not get pulled over by a police vehicle trailing behind him.  He then heads over to a friend’s house, where the classic program “Yo!  MTV Raps” is playing on the television.  He wins a game of Craps and Dominos, that apparently had some money on the line, which Ice collects (some of these funds are later used on the Fatburger, I imagine).  Fresh off his gambling winnings, Ice heads out to meet up with Kim, his seven-year unrequited love for their first of – hopefully – many dates.  He uses his gambling winnings on some refreshing brews (assuming “brews” means beer, I have to disagree with Ice’s choice here.  Beer is not really a safe beverage choice for a date, especially a first one, because in my experience, girls tend to lean more on wine or cocktails for their imbibing.  If I were he, I would have gone that route, even if the date is merely sitting around watching the Lakers play the Supersonics on TV).  Fortunately, Ice picks Kim up and she has on her person a bit of marijuana, so that, coupled with the beer, means they’re all set to watch a rousing game of NBA basketball together.

So far, we’re following Ice on a story that could very well happen in real life.  But then the third verse hits, and that’s when our narrative falls off the rails a bit, in terms of its grounded reality.  First, Ice claims that his prowess at sexual intercourse was so powerful that it put the exhausted Kim right to sleep.  I’m always dubious of men and their claims of sexual superiority.  It’s too easy to exclaim your magnetism in the bedroom when no witnesses are present to verify such claims (other than your sexual partner, whom most of the time will either refrain from divulging such information, or will robotically support your brags).  This is the first time in the song where I start to feel Ice is exaggerating his narrative for dramatic effect.  I mean, it’s far more entertaining to hear about someone having amazing, out-of-this-world sex than to hear of a coitus session that just went okay.  But then I know he’s a downright liar after that, when the infamous verse comes out:

Even saw the lights of the Goodyear Blimp
And it read, “Ice Cube’s a pimp”

Nope.  Not buying this for a second, for two reasons: 1. At this point, it’s approximately 1:30 in the morning as Ice is driving Kim back home (and talk about being cold – Ice has been yearning for this woman for seven years, and once he finally gets her, instead of cuddling in their young love until the morning sunrise, he drops her off at her house.  He’s ice cold, just like in those Coors Light commercials.) , so there is no way in hell the Good Year blimp is even out.  This blimp is usually reserved for special sporting occasions.  Even if it were a night game, the blimp would be docked by this point, and the only sporting event we know of was the Lakers/Supersonics game, which the blimp would be meaningless for since nobody at the game would be able to see it.  2. I really don’t think the good people of Good Year would randomly advertise the phrase, “Ice Cube’s a Pimp” on their iconic blimp.  The only way Ice could pull this off is if he were to pay for advertising on the blimp, which would cost him a sizable chunk of change (more so than what he won in the day’s earlier bouts of Craps and Dominos, I’m sure).

You had me along for the ride up until this point, Ice.  Now, I’m not sure whether or not you’re full of shit.  Now I’m starting to question if you really did run a red light with a cop car behind you.  I’m not sure you really put Kim’s ass to sleep.  Hell, now I’m not sure you even performed all that well on the basketball court as you said you did earlier in the song.  To have your audience believe the Good Year blimp used it’s electricity-heavy lights to exalt your status as a pimp is a pretty big buy.   Your conquest of the sought-after Kim does give you a bit of a pimp-status for the night, but it’s not enough for the Good Year blimp to advertise you.  Sorry, you’ve lost me.

All this being said, if I had enough disposable income to throw myself the perfect day, I would try to re-create Ice’s: I’d have my mom cook me a bacon-free breakfast, I would pay my friends to let me win a pick-up basketball game, I’d hire cops to ignore me running a red light, and of course, I’d pay Good Year to advertise my status as a pimp.  So as much as I slam this song for being unrealistic, it’s still realistically possibly for all of this to happen in one day, provided you put the deposit down upfront.


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