This is a song about "Wild rivers"

Somehow the suburban silence flows mystically through rivers,

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

Next line underneath will explain why my lyrics are wild

In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind

You can search but you'll never find

Animal style my style is wild

I was young and running wild,

Cause i’m back on my grind

I was young and running wild,

Better leave it all behind

Soldiers lost their mind

And they going fucking wild

I remember life as a child when everything was wild.

Not them 3 girls i got to be destiny's child

When i deliver rivers of flows

Big money, i’m talking bad hoes