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

They bringing me fish and chips

Divide you in 2 sections

Used to call me the african don dada

You tryna multiply? well ill divide ya

I learned how to take one and divide him from the fake ones,

And finally, everyone got their own problems

Divide times, blew this out of proportion with spines

Ima blow like i'm mothafuckin' sniffing lines

I live in the american south with the racial divide,

Love to keep bakin new pies, strapin the scrapes off the side

To divide and conquer like math equations

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks