This is a song about "Ruckus"

Step on the busses hear the ruckus, and the smell of cocaine/

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Comin' with a flow you know is sho' to bring the ruckus,

Can you blame her? hundred dollars for them bitches wann’t a option

I bring the ruckus to these other suckas, no comparing him

I bring more ruckus than wu tang

So it's straight c4 from the thoughts i bring, bang

To the ruckus in my head voices talking without reason

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

Which gave me the opportunity of standing out straight on my feet above others

Start a ruckus, watch as these suckers eat cluckers, fight for boneless suppers.

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Told that i'm an abomination crying uncle ruckus no relation

Comin' with a flow you know is sho' to bring the ruckus,

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love