This is a song about "News"

Big ol bitch cant take the bad news

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

Like toulouse with screws loose since the advent of action news

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

People will see my ass on the lows news

Boring things in life such as the news

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

Karma grasped and the moms collapsed from the news

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

Niggas die over shoes

To end up on the news

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

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