This is a song about "Around head love"

Exit the v wit my gun out

Cause i dont play around

My tires align with the play, but the times out

Alienated by everything around.

And i be countin' money till i pass out

// [but what comes around goes around]

Everyone around laughed

They got me trapped

Yall lame niggas. no bitches when yall are out

// [but what comes around goes around]

You know i'm tryna kill that shit, make sure that urn is out

And make ya head plop, bop, and stop cause we the rawest around

Found another man on her bed blanket over the head making love with no shame

These girls all aboard, this young money trainhaving since fame shit'll never be the same

Mmg man, we smoked out

No reason to be around