This is a song about "Empty heart"

An empty box sitting on a shelf alone

Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone

His pockets gone dry from the loans it was given him

Being empty on the inside was his motivation.

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Like a balloon...she's empty

No patience, like a empty hospital

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple

Cops hit the block they start spilling intel till they empty

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

We pray while we prey on competition

Into this empty world that we all must conform in,

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

Im the mc fusion, with no empty conclusion