This is a song about "Separate"

We went our separate ways

Henny in my cup don't need no chase

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Than i separate my laundry call it segregation

If i dont trust it i disobey, thats how you separate the real from the fake

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

We're one and the same, don't try to separate with your deriding rhythms

Separate mind body soul and represent what happened,

Hopefully my dick don't shrivel up, when it's time to bust

Separate your body and soul and schedule you a time with the heavens

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines

We gon' rep the city of folarin straight, that bait

Into could separate intimate was not to generate