This is a song about "Bus drivers"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Take my bus and bust down money

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

Blowing bands in that strip club, count it up in your down time

Ducking bill collectors like jehovah’s witness

Was about to take a bite until i heard a bus

And if my record never break, i still won’t break my promise

Grab your head an trow it under the tire of a damn bus

Trippin like i road the bus

I wouldn't be famous

Lookin' out, retarded kids screamin' out fuck slob, jesus

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Dinner time she bring a friend, write my shit so vicious

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

Annihilatin' those, i'm rakin' but makin' dough

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