This is a song about "Empty the clip"

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

I can have a full clip and still wanna use the bayonet

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

Im the mc fusion, with no empty conclusion

They say love saves the empty, the confused, the broken and the abused

The owner bout to prosecute, the niggas tell her that she's cute

Being empty on the inside was his motivation.

Swift-made switch blades made a big incision in him

Know i meant, every motherfuckin word

Tag the empty concrete, make your voice heard

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

Im the baddest with the mic apparatus, clip this

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Brain empty, insane and deadly, hollowed out and wishing he could rhyme, the pain is ready

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Fill the clip and drill 'em and then screw 'em, shit's a missile,