I don’t know if these songs will save me or sink me deeper. I stitched them together from restless nights, checking my phone too much, and memories I probably should’ve let die. I’m not sure what you’ll hear in them - ghosts, maybe. But if you’re here, we can float through this mess together. Welcome to Young & Empty.

Prod. All Yours truly x

hey... i guess

A half-thought, half-confession. Didn’t know what to say, so I said everything and nothing. Catchy mess, just like me.

id give everything for one more second tho... 

hey... i guess... i mean

Kinky cravings for what I lost. Every morning hits like withdrawal, and I can’t stop fiending. Bitter, bright, and burning.

(note: the percussion is just a chopped up sample of whips, no kits involved)

pain served with light

I freestyled this in a haze - wishing I could fall back into the dream that felt better than being awake. A quick shot of escapism.

blink twice

Weird kid.
Music for the ones in the backseat with their head on the glass, watching the world slide by.

Hey, I make music ‘cause I don’t really know what else to do. It’s how I keep my brain from eating itself, and maybe it helps somebody else feel less alone too.

Soulful loops. Broken thoughts. Bouncy sadness.
You bring the snacks, I’ll bring the soundtrack.

If you’re reading this, big love 🫶 I hope your day’s got at least one hazy little banger waiting for you.
Stay weird.
<3 YnE

(Everything produced by me unless it says otherwise.)

hey... i guess

YoungnEmpty | YnE