This is a song about "Empty room"

Cops hit the block they start spilling intel till they empty

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

I'm fucking fed up with my pockets being empty

Playin with fire is a danger zone

An empty box sitting on a shelf alone

Then sit empty in hell

Dmv they know me well

At least superficially make the conversation less empty

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

Like a balloon...she's empty

Hopin' that my niggas see

No patience, like a empty hospital

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Her mother deftly left the room,

Just regret the fact that i left too soon