This is a song about "Empty"

Let me wipe my nose with these rappers

Walking with an empty purse

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

I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home

Like a balloon...she's empty

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

Cops hit the block they start spilling intel till they empty

At least superficially make the conversation less empty

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Life seemed empty for a couple weeks.

Can barely walk the city streets

It's a fools fatewithout your word

Tag the empty concrete, make your voice heard

My room is empty no furniture and no decor

You an amateur, they wanna pro to call