This is a song about "Empty skies"

As you rise the stars begin to fall from the skies

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

Nearly hitting those skies

I used to have a nine to five

Strumming my pain with his fingers

Walking with an empty purse

Let me call that hotel

Then sit empty in hell

Sometimes i just sit back relax and stare at the skies

And you ask twitter why you getting fake guys

Refused to look into the skies

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

Because i see right through your disguise

She's even prettier than the daylight skies

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

I'd rather sit empty in shelves