This is a song about "Divide"

They bringing me fish and chips

Divide you in 2 sections

I live in the american south with the racial divide,

Test the water let me know if the temperature right

So i guess that's where i hide my things

To divide and conquer like math equations

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

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

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

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

I hope it never divide

I’ll be back on the same night