This is a song about "Anita on the bus"

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

Get back to the short bus, before something happen

Boy what the fuck, not again, naah, no, not the fuck, fuck a rucus, suck a bus

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness

People would look at me in disgust, while i was on the bus to my school

To find the room where mama was hung, her pajamas undone on the working stool

Im so bonkas, im not conscious

But once i push you down under the bus

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

The bus pulls up beside the school

Ok, you probably think i get ‘em all with the cash flow

The bus is just a school bus where all the kids follow

I'll take you by the throat to throw you under bus

So you can see why they mad, look at they status