My co-worker was
a smooth-dressing playa;
because of his cologne
you knew he was there.
You talkin’ about a player
from the Himalaya;
But one thing about it
he loved selling Street Sense papers.
Helping the homeless
was how we rolled;
I ain’t gonna say “we”
Always we started the best of friends.
But the one thing I like
is that he was consistent;
And if you needed to talk
Pop Mayo always listened.
Damn. Damn.
So, rest easy, coworker.
Scoping out those papers
was well worth it.
I will really miss that.
Tell my other angel
I said hello.
And welove you
for helping Street Sense grow.
