This is a song about "Wet"

Dear lord come save me, the devil's working hard

Having a wet dream jasons machete freds blades dark

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

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

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

Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers

A bunch of temptation facing when your wife ain’t there

With rain pouring down her already wet hair

Got it so wet, it's becoming so soggy

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

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

Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high

Wet cement open to ideas that'll fly/

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

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

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck