"If I see a fire, then I pull a fire alarm.
But if I see a girl I like, then I pull her by the arm
And start throwing that game like a pitcher.
But if the attitude is rude, I switch her
For another, because I'm the type of brother
Or else take her home and rap to her mother.
Girls with attitude, yo, don't even say that--
Forget about it, homie, because Griffey don't play that.
--George Kenneth Griffey, Jr., "Listen to the Way I Swing."
Just an excerpt, but so telling, so deeply moving and poweful. Rather than delve into the innovative and surprisingly suble forced irregular couplet scheme employed, it's probably more urgent to discuss the vividly described socio-historical place this piece of literature occupies. This is a meta document, and close reading shows how it not only is informed by pre-post-feminist/Marxist/queer lit and the muscularist prose/New Journalism/Gonzo movement, but also how it in turn informs upon urban protest poetry and certainly the "Sensation" generatio of YBA (Young British Artists) set to emerge on the main media and commercial stage almost immediately following the release of this seminal single.
Thank you, Ken, thank you.