This is a song about "Divide"

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

Add struggle, minus faith and divide your self in half

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

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

To divide and conquer like math equations

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

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

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

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

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

Divide you from me, thats a large quotient,