This is a song about "Joan rivers"

Paradox wont stop the rivers running red

And please never disrespect my set

Now i'm back on my grizzle, a plethora of strippers

Somehow the suburban silence flows mystically through rivers,

Somehow the suburban silence flows mystically through rivers,

No longer do i freestyle, money for the strippers

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

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

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

Nigga, lyrically gifted, second to only religious scriptures

When i deliver rivers of flows

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows