Samuel Durant Poet Grook

Big Story Bout Lil Joe

Got a big story bout 
a little guy I know 
He stood four foot six, 
and he said I gotta go 
I gotta go 
  
He was a little short 
but he didn't give a **** 
he had a cute girlfriend 
and a pretty nice pickup truck 
  
It was a '98 
  
I don't know what the reason was 
Coulda been the blues 
or just a bad buzz 
But he had to go. 
  
He drove that 98 down 66, 
I think it was, 
hit the desert, went off the 
road, and he drove 
  
For quite some time. 
  
Pulled up next to 
a friendly cactus. 
Gave it a hug, and, just like 
everyone else, 
it strung him through. 
  
He said I gotta go, gotta go 
  
So he walked and walked, 
and talked and talked 
to whatever might be 
listenin'. 
Wasn't nobody there. 
  
Couldn't find the key, 
didn't see the door, 
wasn't sure if he could take 
much more. 
  
Oh, oh, oh he had to go. 
  
Why he did what he did 
is no mystery 
If you look right through 
yourself 
and me 
You will know 
Why he had to go

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