This is a song about "Hernando de soto and the mississippi river"

Oh, slow. make it flow...down by the river and crying all over the pit. that slut

Now this counselor is trying to tell me that i'm emo, she don't give a fuck

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

The rhymes flow out of me like a river

Titanic sinks across the river styx

And the v12, that's on various trips

The river flowed to the doors of riches and broke

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

I'm open to everything if you're inviting your sister

Phoma is having dinner, while the killer's awaiting by the river

But here's the kicker, i'm living on the river

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Throw it in the river where she sunk

What you doing when ross drop a hundred thousand