Overall about difficult moments of disappointment and vulnerability. Having hope and longing, while remaining optimistic for the future. Encourages the belief that with each new morning there is a chance for things to improve.
The chorus offers a glimmer of optimism and a chance at a resolution and redemption in the future.
Captures the rollercoaster of emotions of feeling lost while loving someone who is not there for you, feeling let down and abandoned while waiting for a lover. Lost with no direction, "Now I'm up in the air with the rain in my hair, Nowhere to go, I can go anywhere"
The bridge shows signs of longing and a plea for companionship. The Lyrics express a desire for authentic connection and the importance of Loving someone just as they are. "Just in passing, I'm not asking. That you be anyone but you”
(Natti)
The park got the pop like fish grease
Full to the gills like a hooked up six piece
With a biscuit on the spot like a fresh toupee
For sunshine on a fresh blue day
Gents breaking out they fresh new jays to match hats
Ladies with they best do, laid and relax
Like, the children skipping rope, double dutch chantin'
Miss Mary Mack, dressed in black, hands clappin'
Sweet Cadillacs with they backs sub slappin'
Puppy love couples cuddle with they clothes matchin'
Cops passin' harass and tail ya
Sometimes pull your ass over just to tell ya
(Deacon)
I feel yous, amongst the rose and azaleas
Got congregatin' like Martin King in Selma
Just tryin' to have a good time like James and Thelma
My cousin bang the Pac, my mama sang the Mahalia
Feels good today, all the hood's dismay
Is outshined by what coming together could equate
Through my locs see my Kynfolk that stood with me
Dayton's spokes, crown on leather and wood display
My queen's dressed for impression, that's God sendin' blessin'
Hot like the West End, Icebox on the FM
We need this, more than Playboy needs Hef and
More than your lungs need breath, uh
Fresh air
What a day
At the park
Fresh air
What a day
At the park
Fresh air
(Deacon)
It's gettin' cool, but the code still red
Stripes and Patron on chill, my folks all fed
Ladies, what it do? Fellas, what it is
Oughta have a blue carpet for the A's on the list
Got the bootleggers tryin' to appraise me some shit
Like twenty dollars can put sunrays on my wrist
And fo sho', this hot sauce stays on my fish
Yo the ladies, playas gamin' like live on 'em
DJ on the mic got the slide goin' (hey)
Soul Train line moves like the glide throwin' (ho)
On the slow songs, grind, put pine in the ozone
Find somethin' fine to poke on
(Natti)
As the sun puts locs on, light is no mystery
Hickory smoke's gone off the rotisserie
Physically driven all over my nose cavity
Tiffany strut as her booty oppose gravity
How do I get her without her cold slappin' me?
Have to been late in the park-parking lot
Where trunks knock a lot and weed spark a lot
And humidity's scorching hot, will beef cook or rot?
Summer breeze, in need, like Benjis and Jacksons
Instead, pennies are stackin' and coppers' reactin'
To how peoples' relaxin' in orderly fashion
If you holdin' a rock then you ought to be passin'
'Cause they ain't playin', got a cell you can stay in
Can this night go off right? I'm prayin'
Please Lord, hear these words that I'm sayin'
On this day, can angels party without Satan?
The park got the pop like fish grease
Full to the gills like a hooked up six piece
With a biscuit on the spot like a fresh toupee
For sunshine on a fresh blue day
Gents breaking out they fresh new jays to match hats
Ladies with they best do, laid and relax
Like, the children skipping rope, double dutch chantin'
Miss Mary Mack, dressed in black, hands clappin'
Sweet Cadillacs with they backs sub slappin'
Puppy love couples cuddle with they clothes matchin'
Cops passin' harass and tail ya
Sometimes pull your ass over just to tell ya
(Deacon)
I feel yous, amongst the rose and azaleas
Got congregatin' like Martin King in Selma
Just tryin' to have a good time like James and Thelma
My cousin bang the Pac, my mama sang the Mahalia
Feels good today, all the hood's dismay
Is outshined by what coming together could equate
Through my locs see my Kynfolk that stood with me
Dayton's spokes, crown on leather and wood display
My queen's dressed for impression, that's God sendin' blessin'
Hot like the West End, Icebox on the FM
We need this, more than Playboy needs Hef and
More than your lungs need breath, uh
Fresh air
What a day
At the park
Fresh air
What a day
At the park
Fresh air
(Deacon)
It's gettin' cool, but the code still red
Stripes and Patron on chill, my folks all fed
Ladies, what it do? Fellas, what it is
Oughta have a blue carpet for the A's on the list
Got the bootleggers tryin' to appraise me some shit
Like twenty dollars can put sunrays on my wrist
And fo sho', this hot sauce stays on my fish
Yo the ladies, playas gamin' like live on 'em
DJ on the mic got the slide goin' (hey)
Soul Train line moves like the glide throwin' (ho)
On the slow songs, grind, put pine in the ozone
Find somethin' fine to poke on
(Natti)
As the sun puts locs on, light is no mystery
Hickory smoke's gone off the rotisserie
Physically driven all over my nose cavity
Tiffany strut as her booty oppose gravity
How do I get her without her cold slappin' me?
Have to been late in the park-parking lot
Where trunks knock a lot and weed spark a lot
And humidity's scorching hot, will beef cook or rot?
Summer breeze, in need, like Benjis and Jacksons
Instead, pennies are stackin' and coppers' reactin'
To how peoples' relaxin' in orderly fashion
If you holdin' a rock then you ought to be passin'
'Cause they ain't playin', got a cell you can stay in
Can this night go off right? I'm prayin'
Please Lord, hear these words that I'm sayin'
On this day, can angels party without Satan?
Lyrics submitted by jjjonatron
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Natti: This, regardless of what anyone else feels, is probably my favorite track on the album. I think we pulled it off flawlessly, and for anybody that’s ever been to a dirt bowl (if you don’t know what that is, you’ve never been to one) or a barbeque in the park where everybody just gathers, you gon’ feel this song. If not, you need to find something new to do with yourself in the summertime.
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