This is a song about "Seperate"

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good

To seperate myself when they think i live in the hood

Yeah, i'm close minded, and never gon' change

Book of life but we on a seperate page

One parent above, the other live scared

I want yas to seperate i want it to end

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

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace