This is a song about "The void"

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

But it can't replace the void in my mind"

They provokin' suicide but as soon as signed

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

To life, striped in a straight jacket, mind void of light, spiked with a great habit.

Just appreciate my will to speak the void in my mind

Please take care of all my seeds, to my unborn child

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

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

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint

The space between our raps is a vast void

The bigger the the fun

Go where you ain't been