This is a song about "Dry"

I like big butts and i cannot lie

Why? cause i'll be fucking dry

Anyway pay me now it's time for dry art

So i'm going to need some help, on this next part

But he don't rule a thing

Dry land , but its my fucking

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

Carlcee magnifies, then sucks you until you're dry

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

Ima dry em out then i'mma make it rain.

I want to feel her in every way

Doing cocaine, pretty dry on a church day

Ay sallie, i know i ain't been answering your calls

Not something you learn like sucking with dry jaws.