This is a song about "It s bad news"

"is it cause he's bad" no

Your last man was semi pro

Pay dues like a hair salon

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

Im not in the mood for any more bad news,

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

Too bad i can only fake it

And it ain't news that my brews enthuse dudes who abuse booze

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

Big ol bitch cant take the bad news

With women with issues

She watchin' that oxygen

And that´s how it has begun

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

Goin' ham in beef it's raw, i cook it up with twisted news,