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.

Sounds like a hit to me—just play that snappy “tomorrow” hook, toss in a quick snack check, and let the beat roll while we wait for the engine to cough up. That pause? It’s the backstage where the real jam begins, baby. Keep the guitar humming, and the road will feel like a live stage.