This is a song about "Canada dry"

I told her all about how we been living a lie

Face still dry, wasnt born wit shit fuk ya slice of pie

You ain’t wet nobody, nigga, you canada dry

That’s why you never expect to see me say goodbye

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

I’ll have no lies, rap’s so dry, i can’t stress it enough,

You is not hip then i can not coach her

I got these dry fish telling lies, sinner,

Ima dry em out then i'mma make it rain.

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

Canada is where we made it from

With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them

That's the window into the sky

The chap stick has run dry,