This is a song about "Nigger news"

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

There he goes on his face like a nigger can't skate.

Cold-blooded vein pulsing ’jo news

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Put those fake nigger s to do my labor

Ocean teal nigger in his cargo's/

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

I miss the moment i had, people like this nigger stole it

Put my squad on my back like i'm wearing me a starter jacket

Sit here all day, watch the news?

Niggas die over shoes

Especially, after that heavily news

Now concentrate until you get the juice

And then donkey punch every other nigger cause they all just bologna

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree