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

A lovely outer surface

From last night on the tour bus

And you faker than willy wonkareal shit, i told you

Personal bus driver, take you to school and church too

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

You see the furs and pendants, austin sigoto, drop though

Spitting on the side walk cussing on the curb

Your body's saying things i ain't never heard

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

No car you can see me hanging out at the bus stop

At night, he never sleeps

Malcolm x, by any means

Off rip that's genius

Trippin like i road the bus

And getting money is the song i sing

They won't shut up ... and wow! now she's there- cussing