This is a song about "Master master news old news and such news as you never heard of"

We're aware of these scary truths, daily we bury'em while we evade the news

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

Hey wanna hear a good news?

One time for the girls with the right shoes

And the news of cancer just took my breath and my life was wrecked.

The only difference is it comes back, full effect

Especially, after that heavily news

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

Karma grasped and the moms collapsed from the news

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

Like toulouse with screws loose since the advent of action news

But that throat she got have a nigga stuck

Across the news are young black males, no stroke of luck,

Im not sad or blue im fucking black and red dude rip a rapper up like old news

I will screw it and over do it, and if ya step on my brand new shoes,