This is a song about "I got nothing"

You still dreaming? make a bigger choice, you ain't got shit, you ain't got nothing

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

I'm a form a petition, someone gotta be listening

I got a couple thotties in the inbox it ain't nothing

Look, viewin life from the 36th floor

I got nothing to live for

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

I guess nothing cause nothing i believe

I got to his office nothing could stop this im a cut off his top quick

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

Got nothing left to say

Hit it or four play

I've got nothing but bad intentions

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

When my days are numbered and i got nothing to whine about/

You must have joined the illuminati just to ball out