This is a song about "The bus"

Women'll sell they soul just to buy some attention

So sorry im on the road again the tour bus of sin

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

And stick a arrow in the back of the bus thats how you finish a combo

See me on a roll like the wheels on the bus

By a brotha who was hopeless

The bus is his raps which anyone can beat

We have so much in common, starting at the feet

See i'm breathing for a purpose

Blunt loaded up like the city bus

And now it's clear as this promise

When we got of the bus

But once i push you down under the bus

Press, they look at me like i'm a menace