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

Getting rough in the booth like the tissue of armadillos

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes

Bitch, im the shit and i keep my fucking tissue

You didn't see me here if someone ask you

Had my niggas down so i’m screaming fuck the law

Heres a tissue, and now clean your jaw

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

And no matter what they do, there will never be another you

Get your paper, see you later

Yeah, that shit look like tissue paper,

On the tissue like other nasal germs

Has-beens and never-will-be, ringtone rappers

I would probably kill myself if you told me you was gay

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