This is a song about "Empty"

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy

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

I'm fucking fed up with my pockets being empty

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

Im confused on what to with this empty paper

Brandun deshay, hodgy beats, ace the creator

My room is empty no furniture and no decor

Im sexing her bodyim gonna make her crawl

Then sit empty in hell

Shows to do, got record to sell

Im the mc fusion, with no empty conclusion

Make them more insecure when they caught one

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Ninety percent of words spoken are empty.