This is a song about "Divide"

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

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

Divide you in 2 sections

They bringing me fish and chips

I learned how to take one and divide him from the fake ones,

Every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves

They were my shield and damn straight we wouldnt divide,

I'm on my deen inshallah, i'mma get 'er right

Have amazing conversation while we flying, i ain't lying

I'll #divide the fine lining that exposes your whining

You can't divide me by a even, even when trying to use division

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

Divide times, blew this out of proportion with spines

Ima blow like i'm mothafuckin' sniffing lines