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Every generation has their musical mantra.<\/p>\n
The Beatles called for “revolution.” Michael Jackson, for the world to collectively look “in the mirror.” Addison Rae demanded we put our headphones on. Now, Ice Spice arrives with a post-meaning revolutionary war-cry: “SpongeBob Big Guy Pants Okay.”<\/p>\n
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The rapper’s newest song for the forthcoming film, The SpongeBob Movie: Search for SquarePants<\/em>, in which she also acts, is classic Spice. The Bronx native hums in her confident monotone over a beat that is half-lullaby and half-speaker knocker. The verse is her tried and true triplet flow and is, I guess,<\/em> exactly would be on the menu for a SpongeBob flavored Ice Spice song: “I blow bubbles so big like Mrs. Puff (Grrah).”<\/p>\n
It’s the chorus, though, which has captivated the attention of the masses: a simple, yet effective line that she chants like a political slogan: “SpongeBob, big guy pants, okay.”<\/p>\n
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Where to begin with this rich text? SpongeBob wears big pants and that’s okay. No, the vibe is SpongeBob is wearing his big pants … okay? E<\/em>nd of story. No! SpongeBob is the big guy with the big pants … okay.<\/em><\/p>\n
It’s clear that this poetic puzzle has inspired many of the online chattering class as well, with people “holding space for it,”<\/a> noting its “power<\/a>,” or using it as a political cudgel<\/a> against pro-life accounts.<\/p>\n
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This isn’t Ice Spice’s first time in Bikini Bottom, literally. One of her first hits was named after SpongeBob’s hometown<\/a> and samples the cartoon’s famous ukulele squeaking. Her inclusion in The SpongeBob Movie <\/em>and her musical return to the land of Patrick, Sandy and Mr. Krabs is thus a continued act of world building for the former PAPER cover star.<\/a> And after a somewhat quieter time since the release of her deluxe album, Y2k: I’m Just A Girl (Deluxe)<\/em>, this is a an exciting, if not a bit confounding return to form.<\/p>\n