This is a song about "Bias in media"

Treated as media scapegoats and viewed as public enemies,

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

Yet the media hides it,

That's what i call it, it's full of shit

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

But the media, fuck it, 'cuz it's a lower class household,

Hit, i never call her back. bet she keep on coming back

This hype ass media sayin you gotta be this or do that

Hustlin in our hoods , slanging nothing but the goods / street to street you will

Shoot up children in a matter of a minute, media forecast, this criminal

So the ability to hit the loins of the media see admittedly

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see