As I packed boxes in my grandma's apartment, I admit it was kind of hard to keep it all together,
33 years, countless cheers and tears all within these walls,
who would have thought we would see this day,
grandma is fed up and she has found a new place to stay,
mark this day, officially in history as the day the block changed
for good..
Hello gentrification,
Farewell pretty Jill from up the hill,
hustleman Scott from down the block,
Sweet Ms. Peete from across the street,
they all stare in shock that this day has been reached,
As I walk down the stairs with the last box, it feels like its filled with 10
millions blocks,
Who is it that I see?
Looking into his eyes, I can just read every word on his mind,
its says "Even though she was here before me,
I'm so glad that this old lady is moving out,
I was so tired of hearing her mouth,
She always wanted me to turn on the heat,
clean up the litter from the yard, curbs and street, recycle properly, and
complete all other basic needs and upkeep,
Now I can have some peace,
I'm just happy I got the last rent stabilized person to leave, who cares about the
community, now I can have a feast,
Finally, I can sell the building or collect
checks, and be useless,
Now I can continue to be ruthless, and make excuses.
And even though I knew what he was thinking, I didn't say a word, I just flipped
him the bird and kept it moving. Careless Landlord.