This is a song about "Dry"

I got these dry fish telling lies, sinner,

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

Movin, eyelids low cause my bills too high

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

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

Left out to dry like a big bag of buds,

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

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Like a mouth with dry sockets

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

You're sipping on dry air, man that's so bland,

Anyway pay me now it's time for dry art

Heath ledger said the nights gonna be dark

Carlcee magnifies, then sucks you until you're dry

You need to hit the door, search for a new guy