This is a song about "Got nothing left"

So they taught me to spray

Got nothing left to say

By the time i'm done with you, there will be nothing left

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

Even when i had nothing left to give i still plodded on,

Wake up, move on. nothing left to say

And talking shit we gon' party all day

Now i really ain't got nothing

Hoping that he's listening

The best days'll be when i got nothing left to rhyme about/

We don't speak to informants, they just look for a way out

Got nothing left but ashes, glanced and got no chances

Together all the timethought it was true love