This is a song about "Empty dreams"

Ninety percent of words spoken are empty.

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Walking with an empty purse

I should michael jordan these rappers

No patience, like a empty hospital

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

An empty box sitting on a shelf alone

So i parked in a tow-away zone

My right brain is full of fuckin drugs, left empty

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

A keen fiend with obscene dreams

Can barely walk the city streets

Cops hit the block they start spilling intel till they empty

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

So goodnight and sweet dreams

Get blown like lawn leaves