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“My name is Jeff…” blends smooth R&B warmth with sharp, character‑driven storytelling, opening with mellow keys and a deep, hypnotic bassline that sets the stage for Jeff’s legendary misadventures. The verses ride on expressive, conversational rap layered over soft electronic pads, giving every absurd detail—from missed warzone battles to late‑night strip‑club science experiments—a crisp, humorous edge. As the pre‑chorus swells with mixed choir harmonies, tension builds toward an explosive, anthemic hook where soaring choral textures and punchy percussion elevate Jeff’s drone‑part obsession into full mythological status. The result is a dramatic, comedic, and surprisingly emotional anthem that turns one man’s questionable decisions into a cinematic, choir‑backed saga.

🎵Lyrics [English]:

[Verse 1]
Jeff walks in like a scholar with a mission
Notebook out, asking everyone for definitions
“Hey bro, what’s this? And that? And why does this do that?”
Man’s got more questions than Google in a cowboy hat
But come Saturday morning when the warzone horn blows
Jeff’s nowhere to be found — he’s in last night’s clothes
Missed the whole battle, whole squad yelling “bruh…”
Turns out he fell asleep in a booth at Lusty Panda Club

[Chorus]
Where the drone parts at? Jeff’s on the hunt again
Real ones, fake ones, he don’t care — he just hits “buy” and then…
Late‑night drunk train, wallet screaming “STOP THAT!”
But Jeff’s like “nah bro, I need twelve more — STAT.”
Where the drone parts at? Where the drone parts at?
Ask the whole alliance, like a broken robot chat

[Verse 2]
He’s studying titties like a PhD thesis
Real vs fake — man’s running lab tests on the pieces
“Silicone density… gravitational curve…”
Bro, this ain’t science class — but he’s got the nerve
Comes home at 4 AM, smelling like glitter and regret
Opens the store tab like “lemme see what I ain’t bought yet.”
Next thing you know, alliance chat gets a ping:
“Guys… uh… where do I get more drone parts again?”

[Bridge]
Swipe… tap… click…
Jeff’s credit card doing cardio quick
He wakes up like “WHO BOUGHT ALL THIS?”
Buddy, it was you — during Drunk Train Bliss

[Verse 3]
He’s got drone parts in his pockets, drone parts in his shoes
Drone parts in his mailbox, drone parts he’ll never use
Store resets? Jeff’s already there at dawn
Camping like it’s Black Friday with pajamas on
We ask “why so many?” He shrugs like a king:
“Idk bro… but they might buff drones next season or something.”

[Bridge 2]
He asks the same question every single day
Like a ritual chant, like a church choir sway
“Hey guys… uh… where do I get more drone parts?”
Jeff, my dude… it’s literally in the store charts

[Final Chorus]
Where the drone parts at? Jeff’s life philosophy
If drone parts were a religion, he’d be the high priest, honestly
Misses warzone battles, but never misses a pack
Jeff the Studious, Jeff the Drunk, Jeff the Drone‑Parts Maniac