Beaton grew up at 8 Mile until her parents separated when she was six years old. Her mother rejected her father's marriage proposal and married another man. Beaton has the logo of her biological dad's hair salon on her hand, Beaton Colors. He was her first introduction to Rock N Roll as a child and growing up she would always be with him backstage at fashion shows and photo shoots. When she was 15 years old she discovered her dad had cancer, he died when she was 16. Beaton was so hurt by the experience she was expelled from schools for fighting against people making fun of her situation, she later ran away from home and started doing drugs, drinking and begging on the streets.
At 16, Beaton moved to Ann Arbor, MI, where, attracted by her volatile charm, some University of Michigan students let her crash at their dorm for six months. Then she went on the road with Armor for Sleep, whose drummer, Nash Breen, is a childhood friend. When Beaton returned to Detroit, she quit doing drugs and talked another friend into road-tripping with her to New York.
“My dad wanted to take me there for my 16th birthday and never got to do it, so I wanted to go for him,” Beaton says. “We checked into the W Hotel in Times Square and this lady came up to me and said, ‘Are you in a band?’ And I said, ‘Yeah,’ even though I hadn’t recorded anything yet.” The woman introduced Beaton to her manager, who was struck by her appearance and personality, he told her to move to Los Angeles and look him up when she turned 18. Eighteen months later, Beaton packed a suitcase and bought a ticket to Los Angeles.
After moving out of Detroit Beaton had an audition for the Virgin Records CEO who then quickly signed her to Virgin Records, she had explained the type of music she wanted to do but when she presented the Porcelain And The Tramps album to them they refused to release it. The album demos she released online garnered over 30 million views on MySpace and YouTube. She was then stuck on a major label RedOne that refused to release her music and refused to let her leave the label. Beaton was in a legal lawsuit with the label for 3 years. She was approached by Interscope, Republic Records, Dr. Luke and RedOne who wanted to sign her out the contract.
Beaton chose RedOne’s label 2101/RedOne Records, as he convinced her the releases would go smoothly and would let her experiment with her sound and not have to water it down. In truth RedOne didn’t had much dedication to any of the artists signed to his label as most would go on years without being allowed to release any material. One of Beaton's label mates cites RedOne as a man that cares more about what's gonna be a hit on the radio than music itself.
After having enough of mistreatment Porcelain Black cut all ties with RedOne and started recording her debut album independently. She has released a debut album called ‘313’. The album title refers to the area code of Detroit, the city where she was raised.
Sidenote: The "Self-titled E.P." isn't Beaton's. It's by a band named Porcelain Black before Beaton started with the name.
Rich Boi
Porcelain Black Lyrics
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You want my juicy red lips
No lie
Burn it up
No bank roll's buyin my love
Aight
Fire up
No gangsta's shooting me down
Give it up
You pussy whipped
So its on, tonight
If you love me, love me, love me
I'll drive ya, drive ya, crazy
Spend it, spend it on me
Let's go, baby
Blow that money on me
Everybody knows that your daddy pays
Throw that money on me
Everybody knows that I'll play your game
Look at this, look at that, buy me that
Little, little, little rich boi
Blow that money on me
Everybody knows that your daddy pays
Little, little, little rich boi
Little, little, little rich boi
Chuck it up
Can't even handle these drinks you buy
Take 'em off
Your shades are failing to help you hide
You and I
Are different breeds and our worlds collide
Do or die
You ain't doin shit, just walk the line
If you love me, love me, love me
I'll drive ya, drive ya, crazy
Spend it, spend it on me
Let's go, baby
Blow that money on me
Everybody knows that your daddy pays
Throw that money on me
Everybody knows that I'll play your game
Look at this (look at this), look at that (look at that, look at that), buy me that (buy me that)
Little, little, little rich boi
Blow that money on me
Everybody knows that your daddy pays
Little, little, little rich boi
Little, little, little rich boi
Throw your Bejamins in the sky
Rollin up a Lincoln I'm so high
Rolly Washington, I don't lie
I don't lie
If you love me, love me, love me
I'll drive ya, drive ya, crazy
Spend it, spend it on me
Let's go, baby
Blow that money on me
Everybody knows that your daddy pays
Throw that money on me
Everybody knows that I'll play your game
Look at this (look at this), look at that (look at that, look at that), buy me that (buy me that)
Little, little, little rich boi
Blow that money on me
Everybody knows that your daddy pays
Little, little, little rich boi
Little, little, little rich boi
Boi, boi, boi
The lyrics to Porcelain Black's "Rich Boi" address a wealthy man who is attempting to gain the affections of the singer through money and materialistic possessions. The chorus repeatedly states "Blow that money on me, everybody knows that your daddy pays" emphasizing the notion that the man's wealth is not his own, but rather inherited. The singer is dismissive of the man's attempts to impress her stating "No bankroll's buying my love" suggesting that she requires a genuine connection rather than just money.
The song also describes the differences between the two individuals saying "You and I are different breeds and our worlds collide" alluding to the fact that their upbringings and values are vastly different. The chorus's repetition of "little, little, little rich boi" further emphasizes the idea that the man's wealth is not an indicator of his worth or importance, but rather a superficiality.
Overall, the song speaks to the notion that true love and connection cannot be bought and that money and materialistic possessions are not the key to happiness.
Line by Line Meaning
Give it up
I'm not interested in your money and material possessions.
You want my juicy red lips
You're only interested in me for my physical appearance.
No lie
I'm not lying, I really don't care about your money.
Burn it up
I won't be swayed by your attempts to impress me with your wealth.
No bank roll's buyin my love
Money can't buy my love, no matter how rich you are.
Aight
Okay.
Fire up
I won't be intimidated or silenced by anyone, especially not a violent gangster.
No gangsta's shooting me down
I won't be intimidated or silenced by anyone, especially not a violent gangster.
Tonight
Right now, at this moment.
You pussy whipped
You're too under my spell and too eager to please me.
So its on, tonight
I'll play along with your game for now, but don't expect me to be swayed by your money.
If you love me, love me, love me
If you have true feelings for me, then show it through actions and not just words.
I'll drive ya, drive ya, crazy
I'll be real and genuine, but I won't let you control me or my emotions.
Spend it, spend it on me
If you want to impress me, you'll have to spend your money on me, but that doesn't mean it will buy my love or loyalty.
Let's go, baby
I'm willing to play along with your game, but I won't be swayed by your money.
Blow that money on me
Spend your money on me, but don't expect it to buy my love or loyalty in return.
Everybody knows that your daddy pays
Your wealthy father is the one funding your lavish lifestyle and attempts to impress me.
Throw that money on me
Spend as much money as you like, but it still won't buy my love or loyalty.
Everybody knows that I'll play your game
I'm willing to go along with your attempts to impress me, but don't expect it to work.
Look at this (look at this), look at that (look at that, look at that), buy me that (buy me that)
You're trying too hard to impress me with your wealth and material possessions.
Little, little, little rich boi
You may be rich, but you're still just a spoiled boy trying to buy love and attention.
Chuck it up
You can't handle your alcohol or the lifestyle I'm used to.
Can't even handle these drinks you buy
You can't handle your alcohol or the lifestyle I'm used to.
Take 'em off
Remove your sunglasses and show your true self to me.
Your shades are failing to help you hide
You can't hide your true self or your attempts to impress me with your wealth.
You and I
We come from different worlds and have different expectations in life.
Are different breeds and our worlds collide
We come from different worlds and have different expectations in life.
Do or die
You need to prove your worth to me, or else I'll move on.
You ain't doin shit, just walk the line
You need to prove your worth to me, or else I'll move on.
Throw your Bejamins in the sky
Throw your money in the air if you like, but it still won't buy my love or loyalty.
Rollin up a Lincoln I'm so high
I'm living life on my own terms and not swayed by anyone or anything, including the rich lifestyle you offer me.
Rolly Washington, I don't lie
I'm true to myself and not swayed by your attempts to impress me with your wealth and material possessions.
Boi, boi, boi
You may be rich, but you're still just a boy trying to impress me with your money and possessions.
Contributed by Nora Y. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Daniyal A
I’ve always loved this song, the electropop beat is so damn good 0:11 ❤️🔥
Leo Inclan
Don't ask me why, but this is my favorite Porcelain workout song. It's the chant! fuels me up
Saol
love this song
miu k
me too
KwidzynOfficial
I Love Porcelain Black :*
Irene Nara
porcelain black ftw ♡