This is a song about "Empty"

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

Even if i roll i'm a forever going to be home

She make me chili like t-boz, me leave her out

Furthest from empty but still gonna burnout

Go over there right next to that empty beer

Light dudes had the girls looking there all year

Ninety percent of words spoken are empty.

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Im the mc fusion, with no empty conclusion

Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one

Life seemed empty for a couple weeks.

Too much percussion and bass when i take beats

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

On an empty stomach

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Cops hit the block they start spilling intel till they empty