This is a song about "Split rock"

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

His only escape for his fuckin pops split,

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit

You come at me and ill be waiting to fuckin split

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

I can split you in your rhymes,like banana split

They bringing me fish and chips

Split into recursive factions

Leave them like toes in sandals get, split,

Bitch you should see my wallet

With the hammer and a rock

I get my cake; i love hip hop

I'm always dressed up but i never slack shit

But my magic trick will cause a car to split,