This is a song about "The good news"

With women with issues

Saw the bombs on the news

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

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

I delete they history

News flash: concern in the city,

High as shit, i’m in a booth

To end up on the news

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

Im not in the mood for any more bad news,

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

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth

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

You cant grab on whats on the news

Giving you the fucking news

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes