This is a song about "Dry weaves"

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

Don’t know which one i’ma drive, fuck it, i’m just gone fly

Need some weed, awful dry

When that thing gon fly

I keep my rhymes dry no milk straight cereal

Tints ain’t legal, i ain’t ordinary people

Anyway pay me now it's time for dry art

Dear lord come save me, the devil's working hard

You're very attractive, and notice that

But please don't cry, dry your eyes, that's misdirected,

Dry land , but its my fucking

Go pop some pills or something

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

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