This is a song about "Wet vaginas"

When the depth chart came, there was no me there

With rain pouring down her already wet hair

And it’s over for powder ‘cause they movin’ them pills

There ain't no saliva but i wet the tropics

She was wet inside and out here

I dont really shakespeare

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

Hoes catchin semen they get mixed feelings like wet cement,

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Wet em necks and jaw rest in shock wrecking ball toddler_

Got it so wet, it's becoming so soggy

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Shook ones? lay 'em down like wet cement,

Why would i worry? i am forever blessed