[Intro] (Acoustic guitar and staccato cello build-up) [Verse 1, Flow Notes: Caesura + Dub Poetry Riddim Lock, syncopated and sharp] Morning rise... open the door. Bare feet... touch on the floor. No cloud... shadowing the view. Warm breeze... wash over you. Gold light... dripping like wine. Sweet life... perfectly align. Me look up... thanking the sky. No doubt... no reason to sigh. [Chorus, Melodic Hook: Tight internal rhymes, anthemic and warm] Oh, I have it good, inna the neighborhood Living the life that I knew that I should Woodsmoke and violins, summer begins Count up the blessings and wash out the sins Yeah, the cup runneth over, the clover is green The sweetest of summers that I’ve ever seen I have it good, yes, I have it good! [Verse 2, Flow Notes: Enjambment + Improv Drift, seamless fluid delivery] Now the cello is weeping but only from joy as the rhythm is stepping and skipping through alleyways where the kids play in the spray of the hydrant we run through the heat wave and nothing can break us today because the spirit is lighter than helium floating above all the concrete and asphalt and sorrow we left in the yesterday, yeah. Pizzicato bouncing on the concrete, Making peace with the gravel on my bare feet. Every struggle was a lesson in the back-seat, Now I'm driving in the sun on the main street. [Bridge, Flow Notes: High-energy build-up, heavy bass drop] [Wheel Up] [Airhorns] Let the classical strings meet the heavy bass drum! From the root of the earth to the light of the sun! Are you ready for the harvest to come? [Reload] [Chorus, Catchy/Rhythmic] Oh, I have it good, inna the neighborhood Living the life that I knew that I should Woodsmoke and violins, summer begins Count up the blessings and wash out the sins Yeah, the cup runneth over, the clover is green The sweetest of summers that I’ve ever seen I have it good, yes, I have it good! [Outro, Ad-libs: Fading out with warm string plucks and acoustic strums] Yeah, man a blessed. No stress, no distress. Chamber folk-soul meets UK funky. Summer wind carry the melody home... Just thank the Creator for the sunshine. Yeah... we have it good. (Fade out on a lingering cello chord)
