This is a song about "Empty"

Walking with an empty purse

Fuck all you haters

Go over there right next to that empty beer

This batmobile is real hard to steer

Physically straight but they cake they behavior

Im confused on what to with this empty paper

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

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

An empty purse, veins surgin, values stolen,

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

My right brain is full of fuckin drugs, left empty

Must be something you want me to see

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard

Tag the empty concrete, make your voice heard

They just don't give a fuck

On an empty stomach