This is a song about "Dry"

I be ballin, they wonder why

Need some weed, awful dry

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

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Not something you learn like sucking with dry jaws.

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

I been blowin ghanja my mouth dry i need some drank

Nigga fuck your role model bitch, i'm my own idol and

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

Black foamposites, it's like we on that mobbing shit

Nigga i'm the shit, i've doing this since knee high

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

Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again

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