This is a song about "Its nothing"

Blasts something. pasts exploited for nothing.

Get it girl, keep that motor running

Its leaving nothing but resent and destruction

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Now i really ain't got nothing

All the time with this glock of mines

Nothing that stands out nothing that shines

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

When you bluffing, and end up doing nothing

Nothing but misery

But make sure if they do see

If the world still the same its nothing else but the talk

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

Folarin said we 6 million and running

I'm a catch 21, this close to nothing