’06 Jetta

I just got my first whip
And I ain’t even drove it
To scared of an implosion
Need me a Marta token
So tired of atlanta
The records fucking broken
Provide me neat surroundings
My mind would be more open
My words could be more potent
My eyes should be more focused
Woulda
Coulda
Shoulda
Should neva be spoken
Regret so superficial
Acceptance be my slogan
People so artificial
Your cell phone need be stolen
Was walking round the campus
Making my way to classes
Hoping they would be canceled
Stranding among the masses so I..

Packed my shit
Moved east to the six
Submerged in the weed
Not really doing it

Then I packed my shit
Went south a lil bit
Now I’m back at the crib
Making tunes once again

Packed my shit
Moved east to the six
Submerged in the weed
Not really doing it

Then I packed my shit
Went south a lil bit
Now I’m back at the crib
Making tunes once again

Packed my shit
Moved east to the six
Submerged in the weed
Not really doing it

Then I packed my shit
Went south a lil bit
Now I’m back at the crib
Making tunes once again

I’m entitled to my happiness
I’m happiest
When in a position
To laugh a bit
Niggas be asking me
“Hey jelani, tryna get on this song and shit and come rap with me”
I respond with the classiness
Then check....
Two weeks later
Never sent...
But they ass still harassing me
I mean shit is cute that I’m wanted
And your ass on mute if you salty
I just feel on top with these trumpets
And the bassline moving your body
Shit boy you sick but no vomit
Impact the earth but no comet
You wack ass haters don’t comment
Had to do a myself a real solid when I had

Packed my shit
Moved east to the six
Submerged in the weed
Not really doing it

Then I packed my shit
Went south a lil bit
Now I’m back at the crib
Making tunes once again
Goddamn!!

Guitar by Jelani Imani