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🇳🇦 “It Is What It Is” – A Namibian Amapiano/Kwaito track celebrating resilience, culture, and unity in the Land of the Brave.

This entire project — lyrics, vocals, visuals, characters, and music video — was created using AI tools including SORA, Google Whisk, and advanced generative audio/visual modelling.
Designed for entertainment and educational purposes, the song blends vibrant Namibian storytelling with amapiano energy and modern cinematic visuals.

🎵 ABOUT THE SONG
“It Is What It Is” reflects life in Namibia during 2025 — from taxi-rank hustle, youth dreams, community resilience, viral memes, sport, innovation, and the unstoppable Namibian spirit.

🧠 AI DISCLOSURE
This music video, including the song, visuals, and characters, was generated using artificial intelligence. It is not factual, and is intended for entertainment and educational use only.

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LYRICS
[Intro]
Ey, Windhoek City, are you ready? (Ahweh!)
From Katutura to Keetmans, Walvis to Zambezi,
One Namibia, one nation – Ahweh, we move!

[Chorus]
It is what it is, Land of the Brave,
We hustle, we pray, and we ride every wave.
From the dunes to the sea, our hearts misbehave (PG way),
Ahweh, my people, our spirit don’t cave.
It is what it is, Land of the Brave,
We laugh through the stress that we still have to face.
One Namibia, one nation, that’s how we’re made,
Ahweh, my people, our love don’t fade.

[Verse 1]
Yah, it’s 2025 in the Land of the Brave,
Data finished but the spirit still saved.
Tate at the taxi rank scrolling his phone,
Yango pending but he’s vibing alone.
Meme selling fat cakes, “my child, don’t stress,”
You’ll be CEO, but first pass this test.
CV in the inbox, still no reply,
But Friday night hits and we touching the sky.
Traffic jam glowing on Independence Ave,
Taxi horns singing like a township rave.
Ag, jy weet mos, we joke through the stress,
Turning small chaos to a weekend fest.

[Verse 2]
Madam President in State House, first of her name,
Netumbo on the mic, talking jobs, new game:
“Diversify the cake, let the youth all eat,”
We’re still in the queue but we dancing on our feet.
2025 students like, “fees still heavy,”
But 2026 looking kind of steady.
Free uni, free TVET at the state gate,
Little bro already shouting, “I can’t wait!”

Big sis in 4th year counting every cent,
“My bru, one more year, then I’m done with rent.”
She laughs at her books, wipes sweat from the quiz,
“Till then, my ou, it is what it is.”

Now 20h00 news on the TV screen,
From TikTok cocktails to corruption scene.
“Legend of Namibia” trending, that’s the biz,
We just shake our heads, it is what it is.
Cedric in the memes, comments on the feed,
Courts will talk their talk, we just watch and read.
We don’t judge the story, we’re not the police,
We just want corruption down, country in peace.

[Chorus]
It is what it is, Land of the Brave,
We hustle, we pray, and we ride every wave.
From Katutura lights to Atlantic waves,
Ahweh, my people, our hope never caves.
It is what it is, Land of the Brave,
We cry, then we laugh, then we dance and we rave.
One Namibia, one nation, that’s how we’re made,
Ahweh, my people, our love doesn’t fade.

[Verse 3]
September smoke in the Etosha sky,
Park on fire, even lions ask why.
Soldiers and rangers, volunteers on the line,
Sweat on their brows but their hearts still kind.
Whole country praying, “Meme, tate, hold on,”
We mourn for the loss but the story goes on.
Like grass after rain when the green comes back,
We rise from the ashes, we get back on track.

Kids on the field kicking ball with no shoes,
Dreaming of the day they’re the headline news.
Netball queens jumping, blocking every shot,
From Oshakati courts to the Swakop hot.
Budget speech saying “sport and youth,”
We already knew that’s our living truth.

Oil, gas, green hydrogen talk,
Mining expos where the big suits walk.
Conference English: “macroeconomic shift,”
But out in the streets we just hustle for a lift.
Kapana on the braai, onions in the air,
Salon in the backroom braiding that hair.
AI on the lips in a township yard,
We’re coding our future with a SIM card.

[Bridge]
From Zambezi bream to Swakop fog,
Namib dunes glowing, cattle by the log.
Township sunsets with a TikTok beat,
Tradition and hustle meeting in the street.
Culture festivals where the elders sing,
Youth entrepreneurs making everything bling.
We dance our trauma into something new,
Land of the Brave, we know what to do.

[Final Hook]
It is what it is, Land of the Brave,
From Etosha flames to the waves we brave.
Free uni dreams and the goals we pave,
Ahweh, my ouens, we will survive.
It is what it is, Land of the Brave,
Fires, fees, fuel, politics and biz,
We just look at each other like, “my bru…
It is what it is.”