This is a song about "Empty"

Ass-clappin' standing on applauding the effort

Tag the empty concrete, make your voice heard

My room is empty no furniture and no decor

My nigga hustle all day in front of the corner store

Profit it's a empty closet

I like to call that a quick flip

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Ninety percent of words spoken are empty.

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Nigga on a roll, my soul is fuckin empty

Being empty on the inside was his motivation.

And if you see a whack artist do more than boo him

I'm fucking fed up with my pockets being empty

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see