This is a song about "Mehmet your wet"

Shook ones? lay 'em down like wet cement,

Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best

Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead

Taking the top by storm, flows wet

Late night hangin out til the sunrise gettin high

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

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

That makes threemy laywers getting cash up the ass

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

Drown you alive in wet cement

That you offer them ones but they ain't let you

Your brains so fuckin wet your thoughts are in a canoe

Probably fuck up your budget, yea, i’m playing with numbers

Bonin' bitches; coerce, eatin' wet pussy surf n' turf