This is a song about "Historic news"

Janitors and cooks and guards and tellers, that's bad news,

You would think that i had a match for a tooth

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

Still thinking about this accident in the news/

Sit here all day, watch the news?

Yeah, look here i pay dues

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

They sayin', "you forgot ya roots", now i'm all across the news,

Now concentrate until you get the juice

Well sorry, i got some bad news

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

But my flow is moved like earthquakes news

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

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

Giving you the fucking news

Zero options to choose