This is a song about "Empty"

An empty box sitting on a shelf alone

And one day you're gone grow to be a rolling stone

Must be something you want me to see

My right brain is full of fuckin drugs, left empty

That why when he outta town i make sure she is not alone

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

An empty purse, veins surgin, values stolen,

I want to fight the music on this one

Like a balloon...she's empty

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Im the mc fusion, with no empty conclusion

She never ready to go so she forever come

Whether watching for the feds or avoiding the grim reaper

Empty all these bullets directly into your interior.

My room is empty no furniture and no decor

Wish, that he will be bless me with a few more