This is a song about "Dry"

Cover the building in green my nigga: fred segal

I keep my rhymes dry no milk straight cereal

Why? cause i'll be fucking dry

When i'm low, she take me high

Im that seed in your life, im that water for your thirst when your dry

And that they love to see us all go to prison or die

Until that shit would dry up, memories would dangle rough,

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

I been blowin ghanja my mouth dry i need some drank

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Left out to dry like a big bag of buds,

Never dry kids, say bye

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die