The JY Parkway Beat

So I was annoyed in traffic one day, and then bored at work afterwards. So I wrote my very first rap. I also set it to harmonica later at home, in kind of a vintage blues style. Either work fine.

you drive slow you do

you drive slow it's true

I seen you in a 50 doin' 22

you claim it’s for safety

but I think that maybe

you are in fact

    an old Jewish lady

 

to please your insurance

you put on your little dance

drivin' real slow

    and holdin' hands

with the car next to you

lettin' no one get through

a stop-light on wheels

    you ain't gotta clue

 

you drive like a clown

with your engine slowin' down

stoppin' at speed bumps

like your brain took a dump

turnin' heads with your fails

goin 6 miles down

    with a blinker on your tail

 

can't believe what I seen

green means green

yet you're stoppin' for the no-thing

brakin' 10 miles

    from the car in front of you

'nother line off your bucket list

    of things to do

 

You say I'm impatient

    tryin' to pass

I'm bobbing and weavin'

    to get around your fat a*s

you say I'm careless

    rollin' the dice

but gettin' where I wanna go

    is just my vice

whereas a stop sign to you

    is like 20-years-to-life