Why do they call it news when it's just made up for views?

Coming at us from all directions , we don't get to choose

North East West South is the full name of this outrage fire fuel

All that their puppet masters want is for us to be locked in a duel

I'm gonna talk incessantly coz small-minded people judge indiscriminately they spew nothing but hate they belittle, crib and pollute leaving a wreck in their wake but not the one that Camus' Meursault attended pay attention student and teacher alike there's truth dropping from my mic , tonight , no guarantee it'll all be alright try as we might but never give in while you are yet in the fight until your soul takes flight outta sight & you become news that's last night

Why do they call it news when it's just made up for views?

Coming at us from all directions , we don't get to choose

North East West South is the full name of this outrage fire fuel

All that their puppet masters want is for us to be locked in a duel

the mind is a maze that never ceases to amaze that's why these days it's all the craze because we find ourselves in a daze with news bulldozing our logical thinking while we are winking at our black mirrors blinking when we go to sleep and wake up in the middle of the night with a fright digging deep into our brain cave looking for a way to be brave when a new day dawns and we forget our dreams behind our yawns to go back to being mind-controllers' pawns