This is a song about "Empty"

My room is empty no furniture and no decor

Wish, that he will be bless me with a few more

Go over there right next to that empty beer

Laugh at the money that's stuck in the chandelier

Profit it's a empty closet

Could be applied to this shit

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

True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try

Like a balloon...she's empty

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Jeah! it's like the whole bird gang's in here, like kurt cobain's was here

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

At least superficially make the conversation less empty

Nigga on a roll, my soul is fuckin empty

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free