This is a song about "Divide"

For no reason, ain't the best of the times, address the divide

Like whenever i look up, i'm expecting the light

To divide and conquer like math equations

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Divide times, blew this out of proportion with spines

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

Body 2 body baby, we gotta do this right

I live in the american south with the racial divide,

Without the sound of guns

Divide you in 2 sections

Divide you from me, thats a large quotient,

I'm ready to hit 'em with this gift

There's a clear divide of race and class between the rich and poor,

The straight life's like a sedative, everything's cool

Now i'm the high guy that can divide, i divide your head and your bread

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead