This is a song about "Dry"

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

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Left out to dry like a big bag of buds,

Doing cocaine, pretty dry on a church day

Then some lady named billie holiday

Carlcee magnifies, then sucks you until you're dry

Late night hangin out til the sunrise gettin high

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

Not something you learn like sucking with dry jaws.

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

Now everybody put your hands up high

If you don't give a fuck, put your hands up high

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

So let me tell you about this guy

I burned you so hard your mouth is dry.