This is a song about "Wet"

Bring your girl to me i'll have her wet in a second

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Why do people say im professional when i cry wet spells

Because it's hard trying to pay the bills when you're by yourself

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

To get pleasure he gets wet from pornography,

If you don't give a fuck, put your hands up high

Wet cement open to ideas that'll fly/

See, the love is gone with one another, it's hard

Having a wet dream jasons machete freds blades dark

I’m watchin' espnbut when that show end

Drown you alive in wet cement

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

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Get so wet for the kid that they legs turn rusty