This is a song about "Hollow"

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

But there's no hollow speak, you don't want to follow blyyk, believe me.

Wanted to jump the gun but ain't know it was loaded though

These niggas wanna trip so im spaying the hollow

Stepping out fly shit, straight purple cloud shit

I put lipstick on my hollow tip

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

They have hollow reflections

That's why she in the club like fuck it, though

I think you swallow your brain is hollow

Shit, we don't believe none of them

Hollow tips well let you taste em

Inject us with a venom, words so hollow

And i shall commence that i'm the truth, joe

Real recognize real, you need some id to be noticed though

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