This is a song about "Luckily split"

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Luckily i'm a master of dispatchin', got a "send them to the pound" degree

Guess you niggas wasn't listening, homeroom shit

I can split you in your rhymes,like banana split

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

His only escape for his fuckin pops split,

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet

Called it new generation and lickety split,

When it comes to spitting that fire

Spun out and then split like a dryer,

Lost a style but luckily, i garnered one; it's awkward how

Profile, damn i'm digging your style, we can start slow now

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

But my magic trick will cause a car to split,

You gone make me flip then split your shit