This is a song about "News"

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

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

Karma grasped and the moms collapsed from the news

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

Now concentrate until you get the juice

Boring things in life such as the news

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

But my flow is moved like earthquakes news

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

Especially, after that heavily news

One time for the girls with the right shoes

Cold-blooded vein pulsing ’jo news

With women with issues

Saw the bombs on the news