This is a song about "Divide"

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

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

He got hit up that same night

I hope it never divide

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

I live in the american south with the racial divide,

Heard you had a bad day, well lets make it a good night

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

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

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison