This is a song about "Empty eyes"

But my vision has inclined to some interscope, and its home

I'm wrecking lexiee's empty head while texting men on my cellphone

She crack a smile, i'm finna turn it out

Furthest from empty but still gonna burnout

Im confused on what to with this empty paper

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Gift and a curse, the center of attention

Into this empty world that we all must conform in,

On an empty stomach

Car with no limit what

Mary's empty eyes, they bleed as she's dragged down into hell

I guess i met you for a reason only time could tell, but well

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

I'm fucking fed up with my pockets being empty

Weird niggas make sick too i don't need no pistol

No patience, like a empty hospital