roads stay broke and the power on the blink
the wind may howl and down every tree
Mist in the air I still stay in the link.
Then the line went live and I started to breathe
Laptop in the shade, moss on the screen
Client on the call like where you even been
Jungle bruh, fiber running through the green
Obama signed the check, now the pipeline clean
Obama brought the fiber
line to the jungle
Now I'm booking gigs
no more daily struggle.
wired and lit
808 start to rumble
gigs
[instrumental drop]
They paved the park roads, left the residents last
Kilauea licked in and Pele hit fast
solar on the roof starlink in the sky
Fiber goes down we get fixed very last
Gigs from sun up,
Gigs sun down.
Jungle don't sleep,
neither do the sound.
like a web on the steep,
island in the cloud.
no wire to the house,
on the disk from the cloud,
virus check as your shroud.
Gigs in the jungle!
gigs
gigs
Gigs
gigs
Gigs...