This is a song about "Empty"

Then sit empty in hell

The twin towers fell

Sup on my hat like that motherfucker friendly

Nigga on a roll, my soul is fuckin empty

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Im confused on what to with this empty paper

My room is empty no furniture and no decor

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

My right brain is full of fuckin drugs, left empty

Furthest from empty but still gonna burnout

Bein' a woman, a black woman at that, no doubt

Late night to the early morn, i been such a rolling stone

I'm wrecking lexiee's empty head while texting men on my cellphone

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Into this empty world that we all must conform in,