Divide

I get a premonition
My dreams come to fruition
Call it intuition
I'm filled with ammunition

On a main mission
I get into position
Gave an imposition
I'm fighting my apparition

All the opposition
I make a proposition
To start this expedition
To begin the ignition

Everyone's a politician
The singing musician
The genius mathematician
The card playing magician

Not in juxtaposition
You need ones permission
Hard to find ambition
When you go into remission

Looking for recognition
This knowledge your acquisition
But lost in transition
They bring upon the partition