This is a song about "Dry"

No more will we cry

Why? cause i'll be fucking dry

I keep my rhymes dry no milk straight cereal

I smoke sweets in the suite, like shit is legal

K o d, m i a, twenty racks, let it fly

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

The youngest of my mother kids

Like a mouth with dry sockets

Doing cocaine, pretty dry on a church day

And i can't even look the other way

Doing cocaine, pretty dry on a church day

But more importantly taught me to pray

Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high

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