This is a song about "Divide"

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

Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right

By those that were slow as molasses, take this shit to school

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

I live in the american south with the racial divide,

Harder niggas try to hate me, they be lovin’ this side

Add struggle, minus faith and divide your self in half

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

Gotta keep at it, gotta stay focused

Divide you from me, thats a large quotient,

They bringing me fish and chips

Divide you in 2 sections

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

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

To divide and conquer like math equations

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since