

Prompt / Lyrics
Buss stop chronicals, #2 Whoa Whoa Whoa I was walking to tge buss later to work, blunt ready for my wait waiting on the buss, Always entertaining on public transport I gotta be high, So what had happened is I'm smokin mindin my bizz and I heard excuses me sir, ear buds rockin so it took her a few rounds, I figured this chic was wantin my blurt and I kept smoking not hearing anything she was saying, nodding pretending to here her, finally I passed it, to be surprised that she didn't take it and was crying hyperventilating, pausing my music thing I began asking, what's happening, trying to be helping, her, apparently she had Asthma, and she was having an attack I just thought she was talking smack, waiting for my blunt, I was blowing smoke at her causing her asthmatic attack to increase, she was Weaving asking for help but I was not listening. Becoming par of tge problem, she almost died, I mean thay said it was killer weed but I wasn't listening, just because I was figuring she just wanted my thing, clownin blowing smoke at her literally almost killing her, thinking she was just crazy, I should have hit pause, pausing, for a second could have made a difference, I told her I was sorry they loaded her in tge ambulance, Now it's the next morning, I'm waiting not smoking this time, curious about that lady, she wasn't there, So a few days later still haven't seen her, but there is a older little boy and his little sister, she's crying the boy is trying to consol her she's weeping now, they are both dressed kinda nice, bag of clothes little black dress and tux, I asked are they OK is something wrong, working on myself paying a little attention, tge boy tells me we lost our mommy a few mornings ago she at those buss stop going to work and had a asthmatic arrack, passed on the way to the hospital, someone was smoking around her blowing smoke at her, and we're going to our uncles then the funeral, I don't think we can handle being at this buss stop anymore, tget walked away crying, now I'm dying inside, I was that guy, killed ther mom, didn't know thought she wanted to blow, I should have paused my music, I would have known, Moral it stop and listen, see what's people are saying to me, I was rude, now thos kids don't have a momy, I feel so guilty,
Tags
Dubstep. Hype. Pimp music. Love jams. Hip-Hop. Southern Rap Fast rapping. Trap. Deep base. Heavy base. Female vocal.
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6/21/2025