This is a song about "The bus"

Spin the disk up and let that ata bus flow

Two of her friends strip she never judge them though

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Hold the bus busking, busting ma ass for tips as an emcee

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit

So i must then get, off the bus then split

I'll take you by the throat to throw you under bus

Damn, they wanna label me a menace

And i can't help but notice

Blunt loaded up like the city bus

D.c. pg is with me see that bentley that ain't mine

Cause i use it as a vehicle to "bus the rhyme"

Get back to the short bus, before something happen

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

Dinner time she bring a friend, write my shit so vicious

So i'm on my way to university, on the bus...