This is a song about "Empty people"

Ninety percent of words spoken are empty.

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

You see the world is scary

Like a balloon...she's empty

Rocking my peers and putting suckas in fear

Go over there right next to that empty beer

At least superficially make the conversation less empty

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Walking with an empty purse

And what about the rappers

How little hugs can turn to draws offered

Tag the empty concrete, make your voice heard

Nigga on a roll, my soul is fuckin empty

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see