This is a song about "Running on empty"

Boy in a flash its like you start to replace him

Being empty on the inside was his motivation.

Even if i roll i'm a forever going to be home

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

Later on the grown up was running the map man

That was six years ago, whips come from japan

Whining and complaining about when you coming home

An empty box sitting on a shelf alone

I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease

Running and dicing fried rice and no accent on rice please,

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

But to emcees up on the tracks i'm running this amazing race/

Squirrel is running on the roof

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

I'm banking a full tank, you're running on low gas