This is a song about "Empty"

I'd rather sit empty in shelves

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

A lion in form, matt leinart when firing the ball

My room is empty no furniture and no decor

So on my way here i hit a couple of queer

Go over there right next to that empty beer

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Ninety percent of words spoken are empty.

My right brain is full of fuckin drugs, left empty

Must be something you want me to see

Hopin' that my niggas see

Like a balloon...she's empty

I said believe in your dreams

Life seemed empty for a couple weeks.