Sub-division of religion goes overhead to discriminate
Cause by then it's just too late, there's so much we can take
With some soccer moms where they like to fucking sit and mingle
And since my cell division i had to make a critical
You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done
You can't divide me by a even, even when trying to use division
"hello this is 9-1-1 what's your emergency?"
That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
Admit the decision a gift of division among others wisdom descended
I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that
The division of reality and then my minds revision
Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them
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