This is a song about "News"

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

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

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

Big ol bitch cant take the bad news

Like toulouse with screws loose since the advent of action news

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

But my flow is moved like earthquakes news

Play zeus, homeboy, get a replaced tooth

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

You cant grab on whats on the news

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

Bound to mound wounds this will be on the news

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

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

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

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes