[Chorus: Camila Recchio and Elan Wright]
There is a
Jungle you can stumble into
America
With nothing and they get something but there is
Kerosene
And matches all around, smoke and fire clouds
You'll barely see the light that's-

[Verse 1: Sam Lachow]
I never had a fortune or a trust fund
Never had a dealer 'cause I was one
Never change the fabric I was cut from
Under my rug I was tucking one gun and a bunch of drugs
I got skunk drunk on the eigth of November
Thought we were done, son
The night of the election when the Trump won
But never felt a punch I can't get up from
I'm a tough one and I don't
Judge the ones that never trusted me then
I treated
Some of my friends like dust in the wind
Thinkin'
That I had money to spend
But I'd be stupid and play
When I have music to make, look
You want a piece of the American dream?
You better do like the powerful do and barely be seen
Spend 10,000 hours on your hustle degree
And make the money disappear like it was nothin' to me

[Chorus: Camila Recchio and Elan Wright]
There is a
Jungle you can stumble into
America
With nothing and they get something but there is
Kerosene
And matches all around, smoke and fire clouds
You'll barely see the light that's meant to guide you

[Verse 1: Sam Lachow]
Always had a chip up on my shoulder
The only one who never had the code word
I had to sneak around to the back door
While you were skippin' rocks I move boulders
Till my back was sore
But I can
Make a dollar out of fifteen
Pennies
Lost souls I've seen?
Many
Pocket change-a-chang it gets heavy
Like a kettle bell or feel like confetti
Like kiss kiss bang
Nothing personal it's just a business thang
I was on the train saying "bye-bye buddy"
While you were waiting for whatever Christmas brings
You can kiss this ring, listen
My lady tells me I got hate my eyes
But I'm just layin' low and taking my time
It's never too late
We all drink the Kool-Aid
Chasin' the lie
But I just stay in disguise
C'mon

[Chorus: Camila Recchio and Elan Wright]
There is a
Jungle you can stumble into
America
With nothing and they get something but there is
Kerosene
And matches all around, smoke and fire clouds
You'll barely see the light that's meant to guide you
There is a
Jungle you can stumble into
America
With nothing and they get something but there is
Kerosene
And matches all around, smoke and fire clouds
You'll barely see the light that's meant to guide you