This is a song about "Separate"

Separate mind body soul and represent what happened,

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines

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

Write your names on the separate piece of paper

I'd rather you tell me to hit you later

We go our separate ways/ i say asta la vista

Your a shell of a mani lost respect for you nigga

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

I bet you and ya girl sleep in separate beds,

I separate from everybody

But make sure if they do see

We're the same, i aim to separate you from this

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces