This is a song about "Joan rivers"

See embraces, fall short on the numb tips of street entrepeneur fingers

I'm a filler, as i fill these rivers full of livers of rap words like drillers,

When i deliver rivers of flows

We love for a while then a light goes

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

I'm trying to be perfect like i'm joan clever from leave it to beaver.

Paradox wont stop the rivers running red

Wait, you wanna fuckin' drown? go ahead

Somehow the suburban silence flows mystically through rivers,

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Somehow the suburban silence flows mystically through rivers,

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse