This is a song about "Tissue"

Smoke a blunt for me too, i'm starin through your rearview

Bitch, im the shit and i keep my fucking tissue

Getting rough in the booth like the tissue of armadillos

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

You in your feelings get a tissue

Silent momentman, i been missing you

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

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

On the tissue like other nasal germs

Yeah, that shit look like tissue paper,

See, i like the person that you are

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

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

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

Forgive me lord, it feels like i commit a sin a day