This is a song about "Empty"

And let me bust back to them niggas till they cold and sweaty

At least superficially make the conversation less empty

Empty all these bullets directly into your interior.

Candies in my pocket, i see you niggas on easter

On an empty stomach

Say what you wanna but

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

Im confused on what to with this empty paper

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

Into this empty world that we all must conform in,

Light dudes had the girls looking there all year

Go over there right next to that empty beer

Walking with an empty purse

Let's enjoy our younger years

Furthest from empty but still gonna burnout

Cause everytime yall come around