This is a song about "Empty dreams"

Little more weed, first class seats

Life seemed empty for a couple weeks.

On an empty stomach

Im happier when high and drunk

Sup on my hat like that motherfucker friendly

My right brain is full of fuckin drugs, left empty

Profit it's a empty closet

Double m-g not to mention we got that

Im the mc fusion, with no empty conclusion

My talent should take me places i've never been

As much as i wanna leave

Welcome to our dreams

So if you wanna leave

Can you decipher my dreams

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

I'm fucking fed up with my pockets being empty