Angels for me like me She kept her front door open they call her Miss Rachel When she opened her heart to her neighbors And there oh, I lived there to and when I did She drove that bus through the cuts Where most white kids could never live and i.. Had a woman in my family who I could identify with in a certain way Yes I could play my music understood by my Aunt One of the first songs ever made with The Grouch Sat with her in the pickup truck and played that sh** real loud I had my proud face on when she came to see me rap Her claps were heard from the back No things were never traced She liked the Simple Man song This woman ran strong, her energy is long, for decades and beyond Miss Busdriver can't find my way home Can you pick my spirit up and take me to a safe zone Angel of the oak can you play music for your folks Im kinda down I need to hear the notes So Miss Busdriver can't find my way home Can you pick my spirit up and take me to a safe zone Arch Angel of the oak can you play music for your folks Im kinda down I need to hear the notes You're not around but I can feel the hope Generosity a characteristic not found these days A willingness to expose your soul And give it all in the gaze of love Compa**ion for your fellow man so rare So there, I guess he needed a busdriver with flare Who would never charge an angel fare Just get em all to care For the human beings who need to guard and Whisper in they ears to k** the fear Her Mother Helen, taught them empower women Some men would take that like a sour lemon and scrunch they face up But wait up, dont raise your hands up She'll make you sit down, not take your sh** now She'll get the band up in Ellis Street make a fella tap his feet Now I'm part of the universal tapestry Lookin out for Margaret on the back beat Mom and Dad and Rachel on the tag team And man if you ask me, it's not sad it's actually An angel that we needed in the ranks to harmonize Planetary harmony, and man that's