This is a song about "Wet"

Hit birdman wit a wet rag then step back,

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap

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

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

With rain pouring down her already wet hair

Please, just peep the crystal method where

Why do people say im professional when i cry wet spells

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

I'm feeling like i never want to be apart

Having a wet dream jasons machete freds blades dark

Your brains so fuckin wet your thoughts are in a canoe

Miss couldn't get them jimmy choos cause tuition is due

Lifes a bitch, that why i always keep its pussy wet.

That whatever it creates it will land in the head