Why isn't it Jazz? (nu-jazz boogie)

Writer's Note From the beginning, I wrote the lyrics for this song with the intention of putting it to a something hip-hop rhythm, but anyone familiar with jazz will probably find it quite funny lol. The hardest part was imitating the Miles Davis-like trumpet sound that appears in the lyrics... No, this is really an "imitation". Miles is a god, so it's intimidating to even come close to him lol Stanley Clarke is my favorite bassist. I was surprised that it dont need too many prompts than I thought . It's interesting that recreating music from the 70s requires more instructions than 90-00's sounds. ================================ [verse1] While I was waiting for my mates downtown, the streets were still crowded with people One guy talk to me, "What are you doing?" I replied, "I'm a musician" [pre-chous] another guy carrying a large boombox overheard me and said, "Do you know Miles Davis?" (yeah) "his pet tone thunders overwhelms everyone here" But his boombox provided heavy metal [Chorus] Why isn't it Jazz? (oh NO) Why is it heavy metal while talking about Miles? The surroundings suddenly became lively. getting tired of his distortion sound that filled the streets. [Verse2] While I was waiting for my mates downtown, the streets were still crowded with people It was already quite dark around here. Neon lights paint people's faces [pre-chorus] A tall man with a four-string bass said, "I'm a Stanley Clarke fan, you know?"（yeah!) "I'll be "the king of slap" someday, too." But he was playing a rock bassline with a pick. [chorus] Why isn't it Jazz? (oh NO) Why is it ROCK pick bass? The place suddenly became lively. Who cares what anyone does? Freedom of expression. [bridge] Finally, our mates have arrived (too late) Our high-fives. Have a great night. We're performing now. If you come, I'll buy you a drink. And dream of becoming a musician