This is a song about "Public transportation"

I dont care if this is private or public

She got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

I give em a script, you bitch nigga's my children

Fuck the money and public opinion

No known public invasions discriminations impatient

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

Feeling like it’s ramadan and i just need a bite quick

I am the most dangerous man to be put out in public,

I can out-preach a deacon once the words get to speaking

So i can go out in public without the whole town screaming

On some more than adequate transportation

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him

In public you hate me, but you're really just like me,

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

From run dmc to public enemy

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money