This is a song about "Rivers and roads"

I pray to god and stay in squad, walkin' through these lonely roads,

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

The roads i saw no pave, only spark and boozy

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Are much important i'm getting angrier while recording

My mum always told me to check the roads before crossing

I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit

To being a being and beating the back roads and being it

Than 40 year old rappers talking about gucci

The roads i saw no pave, only had spark and boozy

Out of roads grow the brightest flowers of the mix,

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Walking on lonely long dangerous roads on nights he roamed

I watched people i know pray and catch the holy ghost

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

Paradox wont stop the rivers running red