This is a song about "The good news"

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

They cant wait for the day they see me on the news

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

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

Big ol bitch cant take the bad news

Now concentrate until you get the juice

Plus we're fed lies by the news people

Inhale my color purple

People will see my ass on the lows news

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

I feel like diffused bait when i get good news wait there's more like the cruse sank

Cause life's a tasktrying to earn some cash without that burning mass and still i ask

Like toulouse with screws loose since the advent of action news

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

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

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth