This is a song about "News"

Saw the bombs on the news

Niggas die over shoes

When you wipe your eyes see it clearly

News flash: concern in the city,

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

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

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates

While news coverage is on breaking news up in wales

To end up on the news

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

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

Hey wanna hear a good news?

High as shit, i’m in a booth

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth

There has been controversy and i've seen the lots of news,