This is a song about "Divide"

They were my shield and damn straight we wouldnt divide,

No fronting cause the coppers is coming, like

Nigga, so high, i gotta modify my schedule

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

My rap isn't fast but i have been the coldest

Divide you from me, thats a large quotient,

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

Ugly girls, quiet, pretty girls ride

I hope it never divide

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

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

And ya pussy was amazing but it ain't worth a couple million

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