This is a song about "Soaking wet"

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

Just all caught with no vent in the wet cement we pave

That's why i never claimed i was the best

Shook ones? lay 'em down like wet cement,

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

Soaking tears that flood the ocean, a mothers heart broken

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

To get pleasure he gets wet from pornography,

My bitches are wet my bitches are hot

Believe me i'mma be your god

To wet you niggas up like vagina holes

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

Soaking up the summer vibes with all these parties

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace