This is a song about "In the buss"

In the heat of the summer,

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Sounds like moanin in the

A criminal grind nigga

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

Guns in the waistband, blunts in the pocket

We havin’ a celebration, love to stay high

In one round, in one dab damn im high in the sky

He's in the books he's in the cites

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

So now he sacrificed his adolesence turned his image to a ghoul

If u ain't gunna vote for me you probably ride the short buss to school

Gallery reality fallacy atrophy blew canoeist bruising buss

Verse one: 2paci take a shot of henessey now i'm strong enough to face the madness