This is a song about "Dry"

Doing cocaine, pretty dry on a church day

I need money in a major way

Inferior, but i'm nice

I write rhymes, dry and wise

European model white bitch is eating donuts

Left out to dry like a big bag of buds,

Not something you learn like sucking with dry jaws.

Hold up, i used to run powers and draws

That's the window into the sky

Need some weed, awful dry

Cause this album pack enough evil

I keep my rhymes dry no milk straight cereal

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

You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness