This is a song about "Dry"

Dreamin on a lullaby

Why? cause i'll be fucking dry

Hit me up in a couple days, we can try again

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

I burned you so hard your mouth is dry.

Tears that our fore fathers cry

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Left out to dry like a big bag of buds,

With such an ugly picture in it and

You're sipping on dry air, man that's so bland,

I got these dry fish telling lies, sinner,

But c-can't look up in that mirror

Doing cocaine, pretty dry on a church day

I'm in the middle of a bad bitch sandwich, yea