Khamari continues carving his own lane in alt-R&B with “Lonely in the Jungle,” a song that quietly burns with existential ache beneath its breezy instrumental. Don’t let the golden guitar strums fool you—this track is heavy. Khamari’s voice stretches across the arrangement like a confession, every syllable soaked in spiritual doubt and raw, unanswered questions. It’s a song about abandonment, and about reaching for something divine only to find more silence.

He sings, “Clock’s broken, I lose count / But still I’m holding out… If there’s a God in this lonely jungle / Why haven’t my prayers been answered?” The vulnerability is unfiltered, but there’s control in his delivery—Khamari doesn’t fall apart, he unravels slowly, deliberately. There’s something beautifully weary about the way he lets that last line, “Let it rain,” hang in the air.

There’s no posturing here. Just pure emotional clarity and a nod to his musical roots. He credits Jeff Buckley’s genre-crossing melancholy as a guiding light, and it shows—not in imitation, but in spirit. The song never chases a climax. It sits in the discomfort, makes peace with the unresolved, and offers no clean resolution. That’s a hard thing to do in a genre increasingly obsessed with sleekness and polish.

“Lonely in the Jungle” joins “Head in a Jar” and “Sycamore Tree” as part of Khamari’s upcoming album, and these three tracks already sketch out a haunting emotional arc. If this is the terrain he’s mapping for his second full-length, it’s not going to be a safe or smooth ride. It’ll be solitary, spiritual, and grounded in the stuff most people don’t want to talk about.

Khamari isn’t trying to be the loudest voice in the room. He’s the one you end up leaning in to hear—and what he’s saying is worth every second.