This is a song about "Empty shampoo bottle"

Whining and complaining about when you coming home

An empty box sitting on a shelf alone

Looking for the answers at the bottom of a bottle

Jt: i'mma be the syrup, she can be my waffle

I function with you and you flaunt your pistol

Drinkin ciroc out of the bottle

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple

No patience, like a empty hospital

Empty all these bullets directly into your interior.

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

Defeated, beaten by these demons in a bottle

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental

Then sit empty in hell

And bad bitches give me head and tell

Pops gave me the juice now im killing the bottle

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will