“She moved from Long Beach down to LA
Right now she’s sellin oranges by the freeway

I wanna know:
Ramona, am I the only one? Tell me

And she said
You’re not the only one, but you’re the best, Bradley
Boh! Boh!”

'Waiting for my Ruca'

When spring arrives on the East Coast, my first thought, always, is sitting in the back of DB's truck with a Bud Light and a chicken cypriana, shredding his speakers with 40 Oz to Freedom. This jam, the first on the album, just puts me in that happy place. It is the sound of anticipating good times ahead.