The Bus Stop

I remember hanging out at the bus stop feeling free

Girls would walk by in tight jeans
you know what I mean
underage drinking
light me up a cigarette
what is you thinking
the dice game aint dead yet sinking

Cars roll by high
coast and slide
you never know at night
it can be your last time

The bus stop is legendary
we can settle the score after school
that spilled over from January

Young rappers like to test the vibe
while somebody kicks the beat from the window side 

Friends being made over time
first we catch the bus at 9
then back home one more time

I sit back as I watch from the block
you see, lessons are learned
and even taught

At the bus stop

Written By: Desia Scales (Alien Artform)