This is a song about "A circle diameter and radius"

You're the reason why i keep my circle small

To get a pair, niggas killed him right in front the mall

To catch you in the radius, this miscellaneous canadian compatriot

It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

If me and those close in my circle didn't meet/

O.f. is the coldest thing, and i'm the fuckin' general

Pancakes over waffles, no squares in my circle

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

Demonic followers sitting in a circle of candles in every sessions

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

If me and those close in my circle didnt' meet

Proportions of the profit, runnin' numbers in a circle,

You never had a son, in the physical or literal