This is a song about "Battle bus"

I always sat at the back of the bus

And now it's clear as this promise

I was probly on the wrong plus bus

See i'm breathing for a purpose

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

I will bittle battle bittle battle bittle battle to any sound

Was about to take a bite until my ears saw a bus

Four out of five try to fake and get serious

The critics are calling me conscious

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

On the sofa, poppin' bottles, at the same damn time

Cause i use it as a vehicle to "bus the rhyme"

Im so bonkas, im not conscious

Trippin like i road the bus

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

Was about to take a bite until i heard a bus