This is a song about "Girls wet"

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

Wet cement open to ideas that'll fly/

Sewer hell, skewered well... flow wet, screw a well

It's that crack, give you something to sell

So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself

Why do people say im professional when i cry wet spells

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

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

There ain't no saliva but i wet the tropics

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

Hoes catchin semen they get mixed feelings like wet cement,

Dive in originality? it's best you wet your clone feet,

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

My flow'll strike like thunder and rain, that's why it stays wet

I don't know what ya'll heard, but hip hop ain't dead