This is a song about "Dries"

Paint the perfect picture piece just wait until the color dries

You ain’t seen nothing yet, bitch, this just my friday ice

Cause now i know i can smoke until my throat dries out,

Diamonds blind the lens and camera men on the stakeout

But it don't feel half as good as grandma saying she's proud

Cause now i know i can smoke until my throat dries out,

Stencil that shit before it dries/

I'm everything that they call nice