Transit (skit)

[Intro] (South park sample) Stan: What's three fiddy? Chef's dad: three dollars and fifty cents Chef's mom: three fiddy Stan: He wanted money? Chef's dad: that's right! I need about three fiddy (x2) [Verse 1] Woke up late again to my thoughts I attend Trying to figure out my method of transportation Baltimore City I'm stationed, the morning sun slated Route one north, no shortcuts to my destination No ride, said fuck it guess the bus be my only option Threw on my clothes grabbed my cell and snatched up my wallet Looking thru billfolds but there ain't no ones to hold Searching for scattered change as the time takes toll Behold.. I think I found something.. say no go Figured I asked moms tho, but she's already gone Called the credit U - to check my fund couldn't get thru Pops under sheets knowing I shouldn't disturb his sleep So I crept in their bedroom just hoping to get lucky Find myself wasting time cause the weather's really ugly And hopefully I won't missed this bus for CCBC But I doubt I'll get there... Chef's dad" I need about 3.50 [Breakdown] Man, sick and tired of this shit It's fucking raining Shit man.... the fuck [Verse 2] I'm sick and tired of this monotonous transit Looking out the window as the rain pours on It's the same ole song about how I'm stranded Mind running rampant feeling like rush hour traffic Its 7 am and stressing the importance of a whip Getting to where I need to without any bullshit But this is it fuck the bus, no school today I rather stay indoors man and let the Netflix play Chef's dad: Get your own goddamn money! Chef's mom: I gave him a dollar Chef's dad: She gives him a dollar Chef's mom: I thought he'd go away if I gave him a dollar Chef's dad: Well of course he not gonna go away Naddy you give him a dollar he's gonna assume you got more