This is a song about "My empty wallet"

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

Still in my skull is a vacant, empty void been using it more as a bin for storage

If i see your wallet, don’t make me fall it

Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit

Walking with an empty purse

In 2 to 6 hours

I'm wrecking lexiee's empty head while texting men on my cellphone

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

My wallets empty my ass is broke, smoke all this weed till i hack and choke

Every morning calls his comrade to come and get him to smoke

My right brain is full of fuckin drugs, left empty

And all women who had light features, see

Empty you, not pockets, ima take my glock and cock it

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

That i will leave earth with her

My wallet just get richer