This is a song about "Dry"

Dreamin on a lullaby

The chap stick has run dry,

I'm on my grown man b.i you see why

Why? cause i'll be fucking dry

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

You're sipping on dry air, man that's so bland,

Never dry kids, say bye

Damn is your mattress dry

Left out to dry like a big bag of buds,

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

I used to have a nine to five

I write rhymes, dry and wise

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

Can't land little roller, i be keeping the fly