This is a song about "Dry"

I'm the other guy

The chap stick has run dry,

Regardless to all them, i appease her

I got these dry fish telling lies, sinner,

Board of administration, yeah we here to stay

Doing cocaine, pretty dry on a church day

Plus big truckin too it's nothing

Dry land , but its my fucking

Doing cocaine, pretty dry on a church day

Okay, fucking with me nigga no way

I’ll have no lies, rap’s so dry, i can’t stress it enough,

Nibblin' on ya ear, she love that teasin' stuff

Need some weed, awful dry

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die