This is a song about "Brad pitt"

I think you swallow your brain is hollow

But i'm right back cause the fans couldn't wait though

I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach

It's made for the people who wants to ditch school, but

These niggas wanna trip so im spaying the hollow

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

Appeal with the skin color of mine

Welcome to organized crime

Start whine, my gyal, start whine

Let me attend to do mine

Better yet they work my every nerve

When all of the sinners just hollow beginners

I'm hollow, my soul is simply cold, and it's lethal

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

This just ain't no song shit, do this for my city joe

Inject us with a venom, words so hollow