Wednesday, March 14, 2012

I NEED A HIP REPLACEMENT

i didn't think that it would happen so soon

i moved to palm desert a couple of weeks ago

and since i moved, i've been riding my bike everyday

and trying to play a little tennis

but i found out, to my shock and dismay...

that in short order, and very quickly, i found that

i'm not hip anymore

i mean seriously, riding around like a 10 year old

and playing a sissy's game is white short shorts...

livin' in my old urban environment, in the 'hood

and hearing the consent wall shaking beat of the

cha-boom cha-boom cha-boom

and always seeing the gangsta rappers cruisin'round

- being in a place that just oozes hip...

i was hip

but being out here with all the old white men in their

panama hats, riding in their customized golf carts

with the only jamz out by the pool coming from

an old radio playing some old oldies station,

i think i need help, i can barely snap my fingers anymore

the only soul out here is on people's tennis shoes

and the dudes don't have spiked hair

their spikes are on the bottom of their shoes

people don't say 's-up or fo-show, they just say... fore

i haven't heard a car alarm or a police helicopter

for so long that i'm having cold sweats when i sleep

i am sleeping, a lot, heck i've started taking naps

and that ain't cool

yes, i've lost my cool, i need some help, or a shooting

i need to be hip again

i'm not sure what to do

it's too late to move back to the old 'hood again

my edge is gone, heck they'd eat me for lunch

i'd be meat, yeah, that's what i've become

a white meat on white bread sandwich

or worse white cream cheese on a plain bagle

no, i'm not hip, but i am phat

so i'll keep riding my bike, like a little girl