This is a song about "Livers"

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

I know you never cared for the bling, but they steal your livers

Alcohol and booty calls

Cut out your livers gizzards and balls

I think i got two livers

Talking of the gods you serve

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

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