This is a song about "Wet fart"

Your brains so fuckin wet your thoughts are in a canoe

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

Got it so wet, it's becoming so soggy

Sorry, that’s just part of my hobby

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

Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die

Your friends say, why we not together yet

Taking the top by storm, flows wet

Got no fear in no officer, they be scared of them doctors

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

Why do people say im professional when i cry wet spells

Fall in love with defeat, throw my endeavors on the shelf

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

It's "cop fast and move that quickly" or cops crash

My bitches are wet my bitches are hot

Shit don't stopcuz i can make that ass drop