This is a song about "News"

Afflicted by the noose that would've put her on the news,

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

To end up on the news

Its cold as shit in this booth

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

You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes

Bound to mound wounds this will be on the news

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

I like my girls smart, skinny

News flash: concern in the city,

Saw the bombs on the news

Duck duck, say goose

You cant grab on whats on the news

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

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

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