This is a song about "Dry"

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

I’ll have no lies, rap’s so dry, i can’t stress it enough,

Anyway pay me now it's time for dry art

See, the love is gone with one another, it's hard

Never dry kids, say bye

Real nigga shit, don't tell no lie

Doing cocaine, pretty dry on a church day

There's nothing he can do, he let it get away

Thuggin' till the day i die

The chap stick has run dry,

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

I don't wanna come down from this love i got on high

Why? cause i'll be fucking dry

Where did my time go? i let it fly