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[Verse]
Doc Jones, the prof with the stern face,
Teaching code and circuits, keeping steady pace.
Great Plains halls echo his firm command,
A Marine-built man with a steady hand.
[Verse 2]
'Nam vet scars hidden deep in his tone,
Radio man vibes, static in his bones.
Chalkboard battles, syntax on attack,
But some nights his mind drifts, jungle pulls him back.
[Chorus]
Doc Jones, the tech sage, mind full of sparks,
A warrior's heart, but the past leaves marks.
In '96 he taught with a Marine's grit,
But shadows of war still wouldn’t quit.
[Verse 3]
Binary digits mix with memories that sting,
Echoes of choppers and the jungle's ring.
He’d pause mid-lesson, a faraway gaze,
Students silent, feeling his haunted maze.
[Verse 4]
Teaching kids tech, building futures anew,
But behind his eyes, old battles still brew.
Marine to mentor, he wore every scar,
Great Plains vo-tech’s brightest star.
[Bridge]
The static hums, his radio calls replay,
A jungle of wires where memories stray.
Teaching was his outpost, his battle plan,
Turning code to freedom for every young man.
Details
GeneratedMay 28, 2025
Duration2:52
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, storytelling, hip-hop, introspective
Credits
Prompt by
OnsiHumma
OnsiHummaModelAria v4
Prompt
Rap about doc jones the computer professor of Great Plains vo-tech in 1996, he was a Vietnam vet, marine , radio man, flashbacks
