This is a song about "Wet kids"

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad

Hit birdman wit a wet rag then step back,

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

To wet you niggas up like vagina holes

With rain pouring down her already wet hair

Years back you believed that the world was fair

That's why i never claimed i was the best

Shook ones? lay 'em down like wet cement,

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

Hoes catchin semen they get mixed feelings like wet cement,

You know i want a piece of that pie

Wet cement open to ideas that'll fly/

My flow'll strike like thunder and rain, that's why it stays wet

Threw the sack to his lil' niggas workin the set

Pick my enemies out the crowd, and motherfucker's die

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