Traffic Jam
Raw Fusion Lyrics

Everybody rides the expressway of life
Everyone is traveling on their own path in life

Man expressway is not like the best way
The expressway may not always be the best route in life

Why even bother they say? But I'm tryin' my luck
Some may question why try, but the singer is still trying despite difficulties

In the bumper to bumper, and I get stuck
The singer is stuck in traffic

In the traffic, but the ride didn't last that long
Despite being stuck, the traffic eventually clears and the ride resumes

'Fore I tripped, and figured somethin' must be wrong
Before giving up, the singer realizes that something may be wrong

With the rat race, feels like I'm comin' in last place
The competitive nature of life can make the singer feel like they are losing

Then I looked behind me, kinda reminds me
Looking back at others can provide a reminder and perspective

Of fish swimmin' up the stream in a pack
Like fish swimming upstream together, everyone is moving forward in their own way

And like a pair of spandex you gets no slack
Just as spandex is tight-fitting, there is little room for leniency in life

From the autos, cause the rush hour's upon us
Traffic is caused by the high volume of cars during rush hour

Can you dig it yeah that's what I thought
The singer asks if the listener understands, assuming they do

When I feel sometimes that I'm stuck, "Stuck in a traffic jam!"
The singer feels trapped in various aspects of life

Checkin' out the fast lane, cruisin' in the slow lane
Observing those in the fast and slow lanes of life

Brothers in the fast lane seem to have no brain
People in the fast lane may seem reckless and impulsive

He's in the cocaine white Maserati
Describing a person in a fancy car

With the big engine and the kitted out body
The car is fast and customized

Everybody's on the jock, he lives every hour
Many people are impressed by the person in the fancy car

Kinda reckless, but I should expect this, cause he got on
The risky behavior of the person in the fancy car is not unexpected

At the ghetto entrance, right?
The person in the fancy car may be from a less desirable area

Cruise towards a better part of town
The person in the fancy car is heading towards a nicer area

Fast lane life is hard
Life in the fast lane can be challenging

Movin' along, I use my right turn signal
The singer uses their turn signal while driving

Spot a commotion so I roll down my window
The singer notices something happening outside of their car and opens their window

A beemer is smashed, by a cock diesel
A BMW is hit by a large diesel truck

Truck, who says so what, because he's so fed up
The truck driver doesn't care about the accident because they are frustrated with their own life

With seein', the rich just cruisin' by so fly while he's fightin' a losin' battle with life as a blue collar workin' truck
The truck driver is envious of those with more money who seem to have an easier life, while he himself is a blue-collar worker struggling to make ends meet

But nobody really gives a damn
No one seems to care about his struggles

So I am what I am, he says to himself
The truck driver accepts his situation for what it is

'Cause he can't visualize attainin' the wealth
The truck driver cannot picture himself becoming wealthy

That he deserves so he swerves as the pressure drops
He becomes distracted by his thoughts while driving

I think he's gettin' off at the next stop
The singer assumes the truck driver is exiting soon

And check out Ronda, over there in the Honda
The singer notices a person named Ronda in a Honda nearby

From around the way, she says that she's kinda sick of it all
Ronda is from the same area as the singer and is also feeling overwhelmed

So she gives us a sob story
Ronda talks about her problems

Wishin' that she had a paint job
Ronda desires cosmetic upgrades for her car

She'll do just fine with the nice white hood
The singer thinks Ronda's car is fine as is

'Cause in this kinda traffic, the black's no good
Having a black car can be problematic in heavy traffic due to heat and visibility

For a vehicle, here we go again
People are once again criticizing certain types of cars

I guess that the grass looks greener for the whites
Society seems to favor those with lighter skin tones

To some black cars, by far, this has been a long day
Black cars have had a difficult time in traffic

I hope that I haven't been goin' the wrong way
The singer hopes they are on the right path

With both hands close to my horn
The singer is ready to honk their horn

That's when I know that I'm stuck, "Stuck in a traffic jam!"
The frustration of being stuck in traffic is overwhelming

And beep beep, goes the sound
The sound of car horns can be heard

of the traffic jam
The song is about the experience of being stuck in traffic