This is a song about "Empty"

Empty all these bullets directly into your interior.

Ain't no point in runnin', i'm a nigga, just a little eager

I'd rather sit empty in shelves

We can never be friends

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

An empty purse, veins surgin, values stolen,

Ninety percent of words spoken are empty.

I just want somebody i can see

Cops hit the block they start spilling intel till they empty

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

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

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

Furthest from empty but still gonna burnout

It's things to know about when you got dough and clout

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

My right brain is full of fuckin drugs, left empty