This is a song about "Clear tears"

That shoebox shit, over with

Tears on my necklace, reckless, sexless/

Unable to think clear

And never should you fear

Thought then my future wasn't clear

Or who f*ckin' on who, need a pap smear

After lebron, i'm what's next

But i couldn't speak fought back the tears

But i still prove my skill is clear

Yellow diamonds in my ear

Makin sure you hear this loud & clear

I wish i could live with no fear

Everything i say i lay it down clear/

Which made me have to wait like leap year

Swallowing down my tears

You'll be rich in 2010 if you bought shares