This is a song about "Cussing at he bus driver"

Girl you're my reflection, all i see is you

Personal bus driver, take you to school and church too

He used fruity loops 8 and he was a pro at it

Now say fuck them other bitches them hoes ain't shit

I was even influenced by my taxi driver,

I am only a fighter, in the form of a writer

So he sat and he cried at night and fuckin wished he was dead

I'm wolf, ace gon' put that fucking hole in my head

I was probly on the wrong plus bus

And i can't help but notice

And first off, i ain't trying to be conscious

I always sat at the back of the bus

And again he is back at the beginning.

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing