This is a song about "Empty"

Go over there right next to that empty beer

I would speed chase but nothing is in the clear

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

Im the mc fusion, with no empty conclusion

I'm fucking fed up with my pockets being empty

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Let me rideuntil i get free

Like a balloon...she's empty

Empty all these bullets directly into your interior.

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

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

I work hard for everything i get

Profit it's a empty closet

At least superficially make the conversation less empty

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