This is a song about "News"

Well sorry, i got some bad news

Zero options to choose

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

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

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

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

But my flow is moved like earthquakes news

I got a girlfriend she like them gucci shoes

Especially, after that heavily news

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

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Hey wanna hear a good news?

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

Karma grasped and the moms collapsed from the news

Still thinking about this accident in the news/

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose