This is a song about "Empty heart"

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Like a balloon...she's empty

I'm fucking fed up with my pockets being empty

Where bad bitches with bad intentions just act friendly

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard

Tag the empty concrete, make your voice heard

And tell dem niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real

No matter how empty you feel, remember that it will always heal.

I'd rather sit empty in shelves

We can never be friends

An empty box sitting on a shelf alone

She like, girl you wrong running away from home

Nigga on a roll, my soul is fuckin empty

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

Empty all these bullets directly into your interior.

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for