This is a song about "Empty streets"

On an empty stomach

Fuck that shit, i don't give a fuck

Cause after all the lights and screams

Played our beats on the streets

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

No patience, like a empty hospital

You're walking these streets,

All that ass in your jeans

And i hang with wolves cause i'm an evil bastard

Tag the empty concrete, make your voice heard

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

At least superficially make the conversation less empty

I kept runnin through the streets

Trap our young black seeds

Where bad bitches with bad intentions just act friendly

I'm fucking fed up with my pockets being empty