reflective poem written to Jayne Cortez's 'How Long Has That Trane Been Gone'
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How long, how long has that Trane been gone
How long has that Trane been gone (x 4)
Let’s all hop on a Trane to nowhere.
Heard it’s real nice and always wanted to go there.
Let’s get lost in the ether.
Let’s leave the jazz for screw music, zombie spread the sleepers.
Is it worth the price of drinks to try to think
or you just buy a tick(et) so you could eye the chicks?
Get behind the chicks like Heimlich,
desperately try like shit to get inside the chicks.
There’s more to life than just dance fuck and cry
Example: these jeans are fly with my hands tucked inside.
Unplanned pregnancies happen randomly right?
I don’t strap up I just take my grandson’s advice.
I’m handsome and nice. Drink like a fish;
went to a harem dressed as genie pimp for a wish.
I push a rover. What can you tell me?
Cush and dosha, smokin’ my celery.
What? My dogs have a past before jumpstreet?
What? There’s African thumps in my crunk beats?
What? You mean my kids are learning life from me,
the Trane’s gone and I’m steady acting so ugly?
Must be kidding. Money, I’m a victim.
I did it with the tool when I was hungry in the kitchen.
Son, we’re so poor we need a gun, tears and porn.
That old Trane don’t run here no more.
How long, how long has that Trane been gone
How long has that Trane been gone (x 4)
