This is a song about "News 12 long island"

Just leaving my family out in the long haul

To get a pair, niggas killed him right in front the mall

It’s weird shawty, your wares showing me dead wrong

I miss the blue eyes i stared into all day long,

Swift-made switch blades made a big incision in him

Searched very long for my cause of motivation,

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

Shit nigga i ain't neva been on no island

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

Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck

Bitch i'm in the building you ain't even in the lounge

Now i'm fuckin bitches on the island couch.

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

It's wicked how the news is bended and twisted,