Stoic in the Swamp

[Verse 1]
Mud on my boots
Bills on the table
Truck won’t start
But I’m still able
Got a cracked front door
And a leaking roof
Every little trouble
Is my training proof
[Chorus]
Yeah
The problem is the solution (oh yeah)
That’s the plan
That’s the plan
Turn the weight into evolution
Carry it
Don’t try to outrun the sand
Be the stoic entrepreneur
Shake that fear right out your hand
The problem is the solution
That’s the plan
That’s the plan
[Verse 2]
Phone keeps ringin’
Same old strain
Bank want blood
World want blame
I pour black coffee
On a white-knuckle day
Say
“Thank you
Pressure
You’re gonna make my way”
[Chorus]
Yeah
The problem is the solution (hey!)
That’s the plan
That’s the plan
Turn the bite into resolve and fusion
Stand your ground
Make your stand
Be the stoic entrepreneur
Build a kingdom from this sand
The problem is the solution
That’s the plan
That’s the plan
[Bridge]
Storm rolls in
I don’t bow
I lean
Use that wind
Like gasoline
Every hard thing
Come knockin’ at my door
I just grin and say
“Come on
Give me more” (come on!)
[Chorus]
‘Cause the problem is the solution
That’s the plan
That’s the plan
Turn the hurt into execution
Hammer heat into the brand
Be the stoic entrepreneur
Make the struggle understand
The problem is the solution
That’s the plan
That’s the plan

rock, Gritty swampy blues-rock with bayou funk swing and raw male vocals; overdriven slide guitars snarl over a shuffling pocket bass and loose, greasy drums. Verses stay low and conversational, close-mic’d, with roomy claps and foot-stomps; chorus opens into a call-and-response shout with thick backing vocals and a swamp choir vibe. Mid-song, a short snarling guitar lick answers the vocal lines, keeping it tight and sweaty, like a back-porch sermon with a business plan., raw, blues-rock, funk, soulful