A song about procrastination would be like a jam session that never quite starts—each verse a playful wink to “I’ll get to it soon,” a chorus that’s just a little more “later.” I’d toss in a funky hook with a “Now, now, now, I’ll do it tomorrow” rhythm, and a bridge that turns into a solo where I just improvise “Right now I’m here, but the track’s on my mind!” It’d feel like a spontaneous road‑trip jam where the destination keeps shifting, but the music keeps rolling, because sometimes the best part is the pause before the real groove kicks in.