This is a song about "Empty"

Hating the picture in the mirrorthey claim we inferior

Empty all these bullets directly into your interior.

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Into this empty world that we all must conform in,

No patience, like a empty hospital

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

I'm fucking fed up with my pockets being empty

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

I just want somebody i can see

Ninety percent of words spoken are empty.

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

Im the mc fusion, with no empty conclusion

I think you and your friends

I'd rather sit empty in shelves

Bein' a woman, a black woman at that, no doubt

Furthest from empty but still gonna burnout