This is a song about "Dry"

Dry land , but its my fucking

I'm on the run, keep running

Why my life depend on what i'mma do today

Doing cocaine, pretty dry on a church day

I wonder why, i sit and cry

Never dry kids, say bye

All you niggas die

With feelings that we're dry

I write rhymes, dry and wise

And when i start to rise

Why? cause i'll be fucking dry

Dreamin on a lullaby