This is a song about "Epithelial tissues"

Why you tryin to read me if you see there isnt any issues

Heart is split in half and now my trash is filled with tissues/

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

Oh man shes bleeding get her some tissues

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

I can tell you carry purses and you’re always jacking tissues,

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Tissues and moans even in the morning

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

Anybody can get it, hand his man some tissues