This is a song about "Dry"

His wifey fuck with me and really he don't understand

I been blowin ghanja my mouth dry i need some drank

I keep my rhymes dry no milk straight cereal

I smoke sweets in the suite, like shit is legal

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

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

Doing cocaine, pretty dry on a church day

Life's based upon what i'mma do today

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

It can rain somewhere else, but tonight we stayin' dry

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

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly

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

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

When that thing gon fly

Never dry kids, say bye