This is a song about "Divide"

To divide and conquer like math equations

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

They were my shield and damn straight we wouldnt divide,

Reach for the door, get your access denied

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

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

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

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

I live in the american south with the racial divide,

Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right

Yaknowhati'msayin? you need to be on first class

Add struggle, minus faith and divide your self in half

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

The straight life's like a sedative, everything's cool