Old School is Old School

I thought I'd put down the serious topics for a bit, and so here we are...

a poem for you... or is it for me? Us? Something like that...
Enjoy

"Old School is Old School"

by: ...me.

I'm feelin' old

So let me know

When I talk

Does it show?

Is money still called "dough"

It's kinda hazy

One day the 'word' is "crazy"

And the next, its "wack"

How do you say

"Gimme a break?"

It used to be

"Cut me some slack"

I'm in need of some 'info'

Do you 'got my back?'

Should I say "I've gotta go?"

Or do you have to 'Blow?'

Sayin' I've got a timeless line

Is a stright up lie

'cause thing are changin'

Every single day.

Time's not kind

And in my mind

No-one's got time for losers in their life.

Or a man who thinks

And a man who sings

Like it's 1989.

Am I 'in the zone'

'On a roll'

Or 'in the flow?'

"Buddy" turned to "Jack"

Then it's gone and turned right back.

These things weren't meant to last.

So what's the 'Low-down'

Or should I say 'Story'

With 'righteous,' 'rico,' and 'gnarly?'

If something were broke

We'd call it "Smoked"

Hitting was "Cranked."

Stealing was "Gangked."

That was 'cool'

That's no joke.

Make up your minds

Or better yet

Make up mine.

I ain't got time

It's the end of the day

As my 'Coolness'

Coolly slips away

No-one's got space

For a man who thinks

And a man who sings

Like it 1989.

Oh!

I ain't got time.

It's the end of the day

As my 'Coolness' slips away.

The image used for this post is a drawing of mine called "Window"