This is a song about "You dry typing"

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

Girl feels me while you're typing on your rap

I got these dry fish telling lies, sinner,

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

I be ballin, they wonder why

Never dry kids, say bye

When pac get high

The chap stick has run dry,

Livin life thinkin no man can hurt meso i'm askin -- before i lay me down to sleep

You come to rappad to pound keys into submission, typing to release another hopeless defeat,

You know me, cool breeze, a nigga high

It can rain somewhere else, but tonight we stayin' dry

Like a mouth with dry sockets

When you spill out hits