This is a song about "Split"

Sing the highs and lows, remember when i was broke

Out the homes lickety split *poof* like smoke

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

I'm on autopilot now with my cranium split

I put some cash in ya pocket

Leave them like toes in sandals get, split,

Can i get real for a split minute

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

Crunch rhymes into web of spun split spines,

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

Its a man's world re-write your lines lickety split

People make split decisions to wake another day

Nigga, look at my bitch, you looking the wrong way

But my magic trick will cause a car to split,

No one give a damn when they breathe in the least bit