This is a song about "Divide"

So i guess that's where i hide my things

To divide and conquer like math equations

I live in the american south with the racial divide,

Why they try to see my flow, but they know that's outta sight

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

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

Add struggle, minus faith and divide your self in half

White girl, you can ask her what the dick be like

They were my shield and damn straight we wouldnt divide,

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

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing