This is a song about "Separate"

Drink a fifth of hennessy and then take another fade

Into could separate intimate was not to generate

In the mind of a living soul to separate them as a whole

Life is like a phone booth, these pigeons is the fuckin' toll

Shoot my ping and if you gonna listen

Don't try and separate race from religion

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

So you best escape before i separate

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

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines

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

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Than i separate my laundry call it segregation

I've become immune to you no name haters

Acres separate my estate from neighbors