This is a song about "Empty inside"

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

At least superficially make the conversation less empty

An empty box sitting on a shelf alone

You gotta learn how to walk on your own

Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from

An empty purse, veins surgin, values stolen,

Then sit empty in hell

Let me call that hotel

I'm fucking fed up with my pockets being empty

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Im confused on what to with this empty paper

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Walking with an empty purse

Ha, the envy of dime dealers

Tag the empty concrete, make your voice heard

And i hang with wolves cause i'm an evil bastard