This is a song about "Empty space"

Walking with an empty purse

This ones for the lovers

But you never come when you period is five days

Colosseum cell bars, 2 men enter no space

Baby got that super bass

We're running out of space,

Nigga on a roll, my soul is fuckin empty

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

Ninety percent of words spoken are empty.

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

And by the way i'mma start

Plenty of space to park

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

At least superficially make the conversation less empty

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

My right brain is full of fuckin drugs, left empty