This is a song about "Canada dry"

My teacher said impossible but i’ma fucking try

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

Dry land , but its my fucking

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

Hear the rambling in the sky

Never dry kids, say bye

With feelings that we're dry

And i know that your supply

Im that seed in your life, im that water for your thirst when your dry

And that they love to see us all go to prison or die

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

See the state line? pack, grab that pass and drive up to canada/

The chap stick has run dry,

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

I write rhymes, dry and wise

Fuck trout, you bout? let's fish for ice