This is a song about "7th circle"

In 7th grade the devil and me were best friends he intends to destroy your trends

Since i ain't in many penitentiaries the best revenge is fuck friends

Black clouds circle my weary head

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

8 rappers all in a circle like a spherical choir/

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

I run a tight circle so i don't need you,

Watching for the cops that's moving through

You're the reason why i keep my circle small

Y'all the truth, got a connection with you all

Ok now everythings wonderful

Some, my emotions are a circle,

Saying how life is circle, stuck in a roundabout

Lemonade connoisseur life's lemons coming out