This is a song about "Fractions divide us all"

This industry has us all in a slump

Or like monumental mixtape of the moment

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

Divide you in 2 sections

I'm eternally grateful for all that they be saying for us.

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

Portray us when they make us all the rednecks and criminals,

I hope it never divide

He got hit up that same night

A beacon to the world you stand over us all

You an amateur, they wanna pro to call

Adding all this up, its hard to see us as equal

Now most of us be rootin' for this evil

All these false idols tryna lead us but its all pretend,

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt