This is a song about "Split wigs"

The next day you is everybody target

Mess with me you gunna get your head split

They was on that mase shit

Then i peace it and split

"its a split personality" is what people say.

And truthfully girl you really make my day

The faker they shakin' my hand

Didn't regret this path/split seconds passed

You come at me and ill be waiting to fuckin split

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

Crunch rhymes into web of spun split spines,

Wale they call me tiger stripes

And they'll forever out ya, that's why you always quiet

Poppa saying momma ain't care about you and would rather split/

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that