This is a song about "Divide"

To divide and conquer like math equations

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Cause you're not my wife, bitch you're a stand for this night

I live in the american south with the racial divide,

You tryna multiply? well ill divide ya

Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada

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

They were my shield and damn straight we wouldnt divide,

Living my life like i'm living right

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

Divide you from me, thats a large quotient,