This is a song about "News"

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

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

My time with their half-witted reviews

Hey wanna hear a good news?

Now concentrate until you get the juice

Especially, after that heavily news

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

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

Big ol bitch cant take the bad news

With women with issues

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

Like toulouse with screws loose since the advent of action news

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

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

You would think that i had a match for a tooth

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