This is a song about "Empty spaces"

Genocide to white spaces

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

An empty box sitting on a shelf alone

The streets in need of a king, you can tell 'em i’m home

I like rollin' with friends

I'd rather sit empty in shelves

Bored of the shooters

Walking with an empty purse

I'm fucking fed up with my pockets being empty

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

My heart livin, got silver lining to soft women

So fill up the spaces with the message that is given,

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Im confused on what to with this empty paper

Profit it's a empty closet

And i'm still high, so i'm tryna dip