This is a song about "Empty shows"

At least superficially make the conversation less empty

I could destroy an entire village when i kill and bury

Lower than my credit score

Who shows her face no more

I wonder why my serious music is truly never played at shows,

I'm cool with all these broads in here but i do not date lucaya hoes

On an empty stomach

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

Signin titties at the rock shows

No, no, we are not those

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

I'm fucking fed up with my pockets being empty

Then sit empty in hell

Breakdancing to melle mel

Ain't no women at the shows

X's and o's, you must be the rose