This is a song about "Dry"

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

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

And i love your brain but i think i'll never know enough

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

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

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

I write rhymes, dry and wise

Fuck trout, you bout? let's fish for ice

Dreamin on a lullaby

Never dry kids, say bye

I keep my rhymes dry no milk straight cereal

Cover the building in green my nigga: fred segal

But please don't cry, dry your eyes, that's misdirected,

Trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

Like a mouth with dry sockets

Not king james, these were coke kings