

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] My name’s Jose but they call me Chaka From the land of lost Where the days run long I’m a short fuse Wild heart Little hard to handle Got powder on the mirror and bourbon in my song [Verse 2] I clock in early at Crown City steel White hat Big voice I run that line I’m bossy as hell But the boys all know I’d bleed for my people They still fall in behind [Chorus] I’m just Chaka from the land of lost Living too fast Counting up the cost I get high I fall I crawl back home Got a momma of two boys waiting in my arms Yeah She steadies my hands Softens my scars In this busted-up heart They’re the only calm I’ve known [Bridge] Two little shoes by the front door lined up Cartoons humming from the living room light She whispers “You’re more than the mess you’ve been” And I’m praying she’s right I’m praying tonight [Chorus] ‘Cause I’m Chaka from the land of lost Living too fast Paying every cost I get high I fall I crawl back home Got a momma of two boys holding my name If I change for anything It’ll be for them In this busted-up heart They’re the only calm I’ve known
Tags
folk, Slow acoustic country ballad with male vocals, brushed snare, warm upright bass, and a lazy front‑porch swing. Verses stay close and conversational over a single picked guitar; chorus blooms with roomy backing harmonies and a touch of organ pad. Keep the vocal rough-edged but tender, leaning into storyteller charm and a wink of outlaw swagger., slow, acoustic, country
2:44
No
2/19/2026