The Bus pulls up 
Doors at the front open up like a Mouth 
And the Mechanical Dragon swallows me up
Plastic Metro pass is swiped
Hear the bell as the 2 quarters plus 2 bucks automatically deduct
Move pass the passengers seated in front
Them seats by the window around the middle are the ones that I want
It's all about Location when you riding public transportation
The one by the exit 
That's some prime real estate fam
The view is great and
you can catch yourself a nap 
Lay your cap on the metal plate
But today a Pro is fully awaken
My Motorola can't take in All the notes that I'm taking
Feel it vibrating inside of my palm as my thumbs type at a rate that sound barrier-breaking 
Training while I'm traveling towards the train station
On route to promote the Art I'm trying to make my occupation  
The irony, the wordplay, the cadence 
So delicious if you listen you could taste them
I shall not waste them 
Tattoo them in ink never erase them
Riders without a seat giving standing ovations 
They got their hands raised High 
Holding on to every bar I write for dear life
At Least when Proofs Beats are in my ears
That's what it feels like
All around me all I see are examples of real life
Far from easy 
Hardworking Elder hardly eating 
A single mom who just pawned her TV
Cuz her kids don't need Sesame Street teaching them reading
As much as they need to pay the rent and somethin to feed them
See them staring out the window 
Like the looking for meaning
Answers to questions 
A little something to believe in
Or At least a logical reason
Why the quality of neighborhoods decreasing the closer they get to their stop for the evening
I stand and give the spot where I'm seated to a biejita, someone's Abuelita
Who's been working all Weekend
Although I may not understand the language she's speaking
when she's says merci I know what she means and that asuat she means it
MetroRail Station Approaching
I ring the Bell and lean forward like M.J. Smooth Criminal Posing
The Back Door Opens
I step Off on the Curb
I rode the Bus and Rode the Beat and Wrote a Fire Ass Verse

I GOT ALL THESE PLACES 2 GO (TO GO)
BUT ITS HARDER WHEN YOUR OUT ON YOUR OWN
I GOT ALL THESE PLACES 2 GO (TO GO)
BUT ITS HARDER WHEN YOUR OUT ON YOUR OWN

(Exclusive-My Wordy Original Hook)
Mass Transit 
Humans Traffican To And Fro
Places to go 
But no ride of your own 
Aint trying to waist that dough on an Uber or Lift
Time for a Bus Mission I'm a make the best of it
Mass Transit 
Humans Traffican To And Fro
Places to go 
But no ride of your own 
Aint trying to waist that dough on an Uber or Lift
Time for that Train Mission,

oh shit here comes the train

Swipe the Pass One Mo gain 
Saloon doors open
Running up the stairs to catch this
Anaconda fore it passes
The Silver Snake hisses to a stop
Engaging its breaks 
Its scales slide open with Mechanical Grace
I Step into the belly of this Slithering Beast
That slides along the Rails above Miami's city streets
This a Newer Model 
Well Lite with LEDs
No more Tags or Graffiti on the windows or Seats 
And though the air smells cleaner
Can't help but miss the Metro Rails Gritty demeanor 
That Inspired millions of rhimas
Looking out the Window
Down at La Escina below
I see the Graff Heads are still Bombing
Off of the Domes 
I'm talking Rooftops 
I recognize ATOMIC and YNOT
My Cell Cam filming all the Pieces that I spot
Quick look around to make sure that
 I'm not watched
as I slap a Serum Sticker on the seat before I'm caught
Notice My Stop Approaching
I stand up and lean forward like MJ 
Smooth Criminal Posing
The Trains door opens and I quickly Disperse
Rode the Train, Rode the Beat, and Wrote a Fire Ass Verse 

I GOT ALL THESE PLACES 2 GO (TO GO)
BUT ITS HARDER WHEN YOUR OUT ON YOUR OWN
I GOT ALL THESE PLACES 2 GO (TO GO)
BUT ITS HARDER WHEN YOUR OUT ON YOUR OWN