This is a song about "Emptiness"

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

While real lyricists die off, leavin' nothin' but emptiness,

Throw her slightly to the right, so dyke i'm kinda wrong

When i turned my head, to the emptiness, my treasure was gone

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Nothing to fill the void of emptiness

The building blocks of life.. emptiness

Let me teach you all the sounds of love