This is a song about "Divide"

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

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

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

I wouldn't listen to 'emyour power movement was cool

Divide you from me, thats a large quotient,

This is roc nation and i'm not patient

Without the sound of guns

Divide you in 2 sections

If i dont bag i’ll be thinking bout your ass

Add struggle, minus faith and divide your self in half

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

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