This is a song about "Around"

What goes around comes around

The sun's always out

Till i turned that bitch around

Red bottoms y'all and the ass is out

// [but what comes around goes around]

These sb's ain't never coming out

I'm down, u down, no more fuckin around

Aim, shoot, the gun of love, round

I'll keep it moving and tryna get out

As a youngster no one around

Trying to get out and around

Meek milly racked up racked out

Hoping you don't ever come around,

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

Hoping you never come around

Ride him all around, when he hits the ground