This is a song about "Brad pitt"

Witnessing what i did for d.c. though

People walk around hollow

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

Maybe i should ditch my hometown and friends

Inject us with a venom, words so hollow

When people wore pajamas and lived life slow

Maybe i left her in a ditch

A dog nigga, ballin' bitch

They have hollow reflections

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

And just left her in a ditch

My swagger's straight through the roof, bitch

These niggas wanna trip so im spaying the hollow

She insecure with her body so she like fuck it though

Desire get confused and you could lose your direction

From the shaft on my my waist in case you was bout to ask him