This is a song about "Empty shows"

Who shows her face no more

So tell me why are we at war

We can never be friends

I'd rather sit empty in shelves

You feel it from your head to your toes

Ain't no women at the shows

Hit towns with coke, a .45 blue as chrome

An empty box sitting on a shelf alone

On an empty stomach

Say what you wanna but

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

My right brain is full of fuckin drugs, left empty

I lurk and bless whoever shows me respect

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

I work hard for everything i get

Profit it's a empty closet