This is a song about "Dry"

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

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

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

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

Doing cocaine, pretty dry on a church day

From a couple feet awaybut stay away

My desire to never fall leads me to hitting walls

Not something you learn like sucking with dry jaws.

Dry land , but its my fucking

Straight g thing, double m g thing

When i'm low, she take me high

Why? cause i'll be fucking dry

Anyway pay me now it's time for dry art

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart