This is a song about "Empty"

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

Im confused on what to with this empty paper

Walking with an empty purse

Babies turn into shooters

Don’t know which one i’ma drive, fuck it, i’m just gone fly

Nowadays you look empty, ya love runnin on a low supply

An empty box sitting on a shelf alone

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

Go over there right next to that empty beer

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

Swift-made switch blades made a big incision in him

Being empty on the inside was his motivation.

No matter how empty you feel, remember that it will always heal.

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

Nigga on a roll, my soul is fuckin empty

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see