This is a song about "Hollow tip"

Uh, for worse or for better

She said i should tip her

Trickin’ shit for kids and you know i dont need no cereal

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

I'm open minded, you would think my fuckin' domes hollow,

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

Washing dishes as a kid and maybe getting a tip.

Complexion from heaven don't be bleaching your shit

I’m first class on my trip trip

What do you think? in your finger tip,

People walk around hollow

People love hodgy i hate you though

Dip, go! tip toe into the mist, slow..

Scarface, say i got that montana flow

And all this snow, i call it infant sorrow

I think you swallow your brain is hollow