This is a song about "Wet floors"

Shook ones? lay 'em down like wet cement,

Hold my tears i tried my best

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

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

But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse

Vivid detailed scriptures about purple rain on orange floors,

Your brains so fuckin wet your thoughts are in a canoe

Cause i can't believe i lost my virginity to you

Taking the top by storm, flows wet

One time for the ville that cole rep

Over there are the torture chambers, floors filled with brains,

I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains

Get so wet for the kid that they legs turn rusty

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

Drown you alive in wet cement