This is a song about "News"

Cold-blooded vein pulsing ’jo news

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

Still thinking about this accident in the news/

You would think that i had a match for a tooth

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

My own worst enemy so fuck it either way i can't lose

Bound to mound wounds this will be on the news

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

People bring me in the papers the most blatant of news,

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

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

Especially, after that heavily news

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

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

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

News flash: concern in the city,