This is a song about "Seperate"

Book of life but we on a seperate page

You redundant, you never ever change

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Not now/ not here/ this isnt where we go our seperate ways

That happen to act like a black president

I want yas to seperate i want it to end

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look

To seperate myself when they think i live in the hood