This is a song about "News"

My time with their half-witted reviews

Giving you the fucking news

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

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

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

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

You cant grab on whats on the news

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Peruse through life like it's the news

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

Well sorry, i got some bad news

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

Karma grasped and the moms collapsed from the news

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

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos