This is a song about "Seth kleenex"

Anytime you wanna cry, just pull a kleenex out yah front, bum

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

That's why i shine like i does

Snort that coke that looks like a kleenex

I can taste the salt from my tears

And cash money supermarket like seth,

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

Clear thoughts with a kleenex, a rose and allegiance