Misplaced Rendezvous

Verse 1 I'm ready to go, I check the app, My Uber's stuck behind a wedding clap. A bride and groom, slow dance in the street, All I wanted was the backseat. I start my walk, but what's this now? A marathon route, no way through, how? Runners flood the street, a sea of knees, My Uber’s caught beyond the athletes. My Uber is down there? Really?! Blocked by parades and protests, quite the spree. "Wait by the float," he texts, quite peppy, I’m just trying to ride, not join a jamboree! [Verse] Finally moving, but what a scene, A flash mob dances, so serene. In the middle, my Uber tries to creep, Through moonwalks and spins, the crowd’s not cheap. Next a film crew, a cop car chase, I dodge cameras for just some space. "Cut!" yells the director, but not for me, My ride’s just there—blocked by TV! [Bridge] Each turn a hurdle, each block a tale, Navigating this? Epic on the scale. Urban jungle of festive traps, All for a ride, perhaps a nap? [Chorus] My Uber is down there? Really?! Blocked by parades and protests, quite the spree. "Wait by the float," he texts, quite peppy, I’m just trying to ride, not join a jamboree!