This is a song about "Hollow squad"

I've got no sorrow, and because i'm tough, my soul's hollow,

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

But still to not get punked on the block i just stay to squad,

These niggas wanna trip so im spaying the hollow

Jim chose to give his work to smash in dough

A hollow demon bitch

Man but this ain't no sign language

Talking caramel with them asses like the strippers

When all of the sinners just hollow beginners

People walk around hollow

I miss you at my recent show

Leave your whole squad of corny vocalists hopeless

Red berry everywhere, got puff getting jealous

My squad, holler the loudest, y'all niggers childish

He's in it for the sportrunnin circles round his