This is a song about "News"

High as shit, i’m in a booth

But my flow is moved like earthquakes news

While news coverage is on breaking news up in wales

Now they mention my nigga with all the greats

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

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

People will see my ass on the lows news

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

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

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

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

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

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

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

Now concentrate until you get the juice

Cold-blooded vein pulsing ’jo news