This is a song about "News"

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

Hey wanna hear a good news?

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

Boring things in life such as the news

People will see my ass on the lows news

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

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

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

Bound to mound wounds this will be on the news

Niggas die over shoes

Well sorry, i got some bad news

I just wanna get some head, maybe ass ‘fore i leave

News, comedy, soap opera tragedies

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

They cant wait for the day they see me on the news