This is a song about "Dry"

Face still dry, wasnt born wit shit fuk ya slice of pie

Tryin'a keep up with my mind, and you wonder why

Don't ask me why

Never dry kids, say bye

Doing cocaine, pretty dry on a church day

If you out there let me hear you say

I'll moon walk it if i'm truly in your heart

Anyway pay me now it's time for dry art

The chap stick has run dry,

That's the window into the sky

Yeah, since i was a knee high

With feelings that we're dry

Not something you learn like sucking with dry jaws.

Or shift keys or it i placement cause

I burned you so hard your mouth is dry.

Never meant to make your daughter to cry