This is a song about "Dry"

Doing cocaine, pretty dry on a church day

You know what? nigga, it's blacc friday

With feelings that we're dry

Never had a chance to try

I been blowin ghanja my mouth dry i need some drank

Not a drink -- two chicks that flip acid fast

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

Tried to warn the little nigga either stop or die

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

I got these dry fish telling lies, sinner,

Right flows down and they might go nice

I write rhymes, dry and wise

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

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