This is a song about "Division"

Wonder how shit like the qu'ran and the bible was written

The innocent children, driven in the wrong division

Bitch, i can tear you in half, called division

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

Who knew you in the same song n wrong division, king christ is risen, in an innate state of fission

Slice precision ,listen, i killed my whole division

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played

Sub-division of religion goes overhead to discriminate

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

The division of reality and then my minds revision

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

Im in my own division, you cant dodge this collision, my mind and rhymes