This is a song about "Mind your damn bus"

And he, what's his name, earl

You don’t even know your own damn girl,

Want to get inside your mind

The glare makes me hard to find

And ill bus a cap in your ass

Why a black nigga take ass over class

Trying to be a fucking legend, the man of mankind

Untangling your signs is undertaking my mind

Bitch i'm in the building you ain't even in the lounge

Jam out on your damn couch

Use patience as my best approach

Pep yourself up like your own damn coach

Is not far from white girls with big bread

Laying live souls on your damn death bed,

Your only in fight with your damn war

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for