This is a song about "Rivers"

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

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

Somehow the suburban silence flows mystically through rivers,

Paradox wont stop the rivers running red

I don't want you to have my permit yet

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

Somehow the suburban silence flows mystically through rivers,

This is love, nothing else close

When i deliver rivers of flows