This is a song about "Divide"

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

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

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

Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

To divide and conquer like math equations

Divide you in 2 sections

She likes the way it hits her lips

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

Divide times, blew this out of proportion with spines

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

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head