This is a song about "Tissues"

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

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

She only love me when i be ignoring

Tissues and moans even in the morning

Anybody can get it, hand his man some tissues

See it's effortless, these niggas can't step up in my shoes

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

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

Oh man shes bleeding get her some tissues

Now concentrate until you get the juice