This is a song about "Empty dream"

Rapping is no longer just a dream,

50 dollars on some shoes you ain't ever seen

Cops hit the block they start spilling intel till they empty

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Whether watching for the feds or avoiding the grim reaper

Empty all these bullets directly into your interior.

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

My right brain is full of fuckin drugs, left empty

Hard to move on when you always regret one

An empty purse, veins surgin, values stolen,

And i ain't goin' well

Then sit empty in hell

I gotta chase after this dream

As: i know just what you mean