This is a song about "Hollow"

I'm sure to get rich

A hollow demon bitch

These niggas wanna trip so im spaying the hollow

Fuckin' squirrel, bet his girl still buy the tape though

Falling right back over like a hollow broomstick

If you want it, pursue it!we can handle the shit

There's no soul, i feel like all of this rap is hollow,

Everyday we party hard like ther ain't no tomorrow

Hoes blow for me, i maestro, shit

I put lipstick on my hollow tip

I'm hollow, my soul is simply cold, and it's lethal

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

I shoot hollows at those whose souls are hollow and keep my livin room full of brown bottles

Friend or foe, niggas still can't tie the lace though

I think you swallow your brain is hollow