This is a song about "Dry"

To the homestead suites to drink liquor

I got these dry fish telling lies, sinner,

Never dry kids, say bye

Three j's took me this high

You can pick apart my raps, i ain’t told ya na’ lie

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

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

Not something you learn like sucking with dry jaws.

Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry

Carlcee magnifies, then sucks you until you're dry

Thinkin' why it's not south beach everyday

Doing cocaine, pretty dry on a church day

Ducking bill collectors like jehovah’s witness

Until that shit would dry up, memories would dangle rough,

Face still dry, wasnt born wit shit fuk ya slice of pie

We ain't doing armani, this is hermes fly