This is a song about "Empty"

Okay i think its time we make moves, no clothes required here

No matter how empty you feel, remember that it will always heal.

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy

Nowadays you look empty, ya love runnin on a low supply

Nigga on a roll, my soul is fuckin empty

And now me, you can call me mr. friendly

Then sit empty in hell

And i ain't goin' well

Go over there right next to that empty beer

Close your eyes bitch, i'm all in your ear

An empty purse, veins surgin, values stolen,

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

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

But my vision has inclined to some interscope, and its home