This is a song about "The division"

Slice precision ,listen, i killed my whole division

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

And of course, my car's off course

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Malia family, we the family

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

I can handle a murder myself, i do not need a special division

Im in my own division, while you dodging this collision,

The mind on me just shine on them, you shadow women

The bigger the the fun

Girls fast how jamaicans run

Bitch you say your my grade but we ain't in the same division,

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

Sub-division of religion goes overhead to discriminate

Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state