This is a song about "News"

Yeah, look here i pay dues

Hey wanna hear a good news?

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

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

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

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

My time with their half-witted reviews

To end up on the news

You cant grab on whats on the news

One time for the girls with the right shoes

People will see my ass on the lows news

Now concentrate until you get the juice

Sit here all day, watch the news?

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

Why you tryin to read me if you see there isnt any issues

And now his crimes are flashing and seen all across the news,