This is a song about "Divide"

Sometimes it ain't what's up, sometimes you play the fool

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

They were my shield and damn straight we wouldnt divide,

Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light

Cause them wolf gang niggas threw them off the bandwagon like

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

Divide you from me, thats a large quotient,

This is roc nation and i'm not patient

I keep my friends close, enemies on a leash like

I live in the american south with the racial divide,