This is a song about "Tissue"

You bout the issue bro, cus ive been though more shit then a tissue roll.

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

Yeah, that shit look like tissue paper,

Baby, you know who you are

Well i guess i’ll pay for that tooaccountant tellin' me how much i withdrew

But if i just try to really bust mine, i rush right through like a tissue

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

Getting rough in the booth like the tissue of armadillos

On the tissue like other nasal germs

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

You in your feelings get a tissue

I bet that mirror gon show you

The arguments are gettin' loud, i wanna stay

Do you need a tissue to soak up the tears you display.

Heres a tissue, and now clean your jaw

See, i'm a nigga with no flaw