This is a song about "Dry"

The chap stick has run dry,

That's the window into the sky

I got these dry fish telling lies, sinner,

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Left out to dry like a big bag of buds,

European model white bitch is eating donuts

But now it's back to the lab 45 messages right after you land

I been blowin ghanja my mouth dry i need some drank

All you niggas die

Never dry kids, say bye

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

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

Like a mouth with dry sockets

Blew money like six crips