

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Pulled out the lot Burrito deluxe Extra beans Extra cheese Thought I was in luck Now I’m bumper to bumper Red tail lights And my belly doing drum fills in the middle of the night [Chorus] Ohhh I’m stuck in traffic With a time bomb gut Windows up tight Yeah I’m clenchin’ my butt (oh no) Sweat on my forehead Prayin’ for a stall to hit I gotta go Gotta go Gotta go take a… (whoo!) But I’m stuck in traffic Doin’ that tight-seat sit [Verse 2] Radio talkin’ but I can’t hear a word Every tiny little rumble got me spooked Disturbed See a gas station sign like a holy glow Then the lane keeps movin’ like it’s sayin’ “no” [Chorus] Ohhh I’m stuck in traffic With a time bomb gut Windows up tight Yeah I’m clenchin’ my butt (hold on) Grip the wheel harder every little hiss and spit I gotta go Gotta go Gotta go take a… (hey!) But I’m stuck in traffic Doin’ that tight-seat sit [Bridge] Grip and shift Scoot and lift (c’mon now) Try to breathe slow But the clock say “quick” Left lane Right lane Every lane thick I would trade my car For a bathroom key I’d confess my sins For some sweet relief [Chorus] Ohhh I’m stuck in traffic With a time bomb gut Windows up tight Yeah I’m clenchin’ my butt (oh Lord) Sweat drippin’ down Every second feelin’ lit I gotta go Gotta go Gotta go take a… (whoo!) But I’m stuck in traffic Doin’ that tight-seat sit Yeah I’m stuck in traffic Prayin’ this seat don’t quit
Tags
funk, Greasy 70s funk pocket with rubbery bass, clav stabs, and tight rhythm guitar; male vocals half-sung, half-spoken like a desperate confession. Horn section punches on the hook, background “ohhh”s answer the lead. Bridge breaks down to bass and hi-hat before a full-band, shout-along final chorus.
2:47
No
2/23/2026