This is a song about "Good news"

While news coverage is on breaking news up in wales

Wale, more times than not, am not for whom the air waves

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

People bring me in the papers the most blatant of news,

Still thinking about this accident in the news/

Yeah, i got the flow that they know is the truth

With women with issues

Big ol bitch cant take the bad news

Even now i keep a frown when i come arounddon't ask me about tha past

I feel like diffused bait when i get good news wait there's more like the cruse sank

Boring things in life such as the news

My time with their half-witted reviews

But my flow is moved like earthquakes news

'cuz y'all don't understand i will not lose