This is a song about "Dry elbows"

I just shake dice

I write rhymes, dry and wise

Need some weed, awful dry

Thuggin' till the day i die

Carlcee magnifies, then sucks you until you're dry

I swear i put this shit down without a gimmick or lie

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

Im the wasps elbows and the bees knees

It can rain somewhere else, but tonight we stayin' dry

Nigga i'm the shit, i've doing this since knee high

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

With feelings that we're dry

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

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

That's why i keep those dry emcees here, just in case it rains/

Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins