This is a song about "My mean bus driver"

And i can't help but notice

Ego big as a bus,

People would look at me in disgust, while i was on the bus to my school

A straight road with loops but its enough to screw you fool 'cause my flow is too cool/

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

My favorite color is watermelon, if you know what i mean

My flow fatal ready to disable the bus and break him down like a babys cradle

I tried to convince them but those guys are dull, they just kicked their minds outta their skull.

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

But my words mean something, your words are not preferred

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

My ass funky like a cab driver in new york city, pass the class,

I mean that from the bottom of my heart

Hope all over again, we can start

I mean look at my features, educated my teachers

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve