This is a song about "Around"

People don’t grasp the concept, what goes around comes around,

But i'm not gonna do that until you begin to pass out

In the back seat and it's getting quite loud

When i come around i dont fuck around

// [but what comes around goes around]

Don’t know if i’m ‘posed to take you out

Bottles be popping around

I must go like fly route

Ride him all around, when he hits the ground

Creative scriptures, imagery, rhymes back around,

I'll keep it moving and tryna get out

Hoping you never come around

And i'm not playing around

Can't decide, take em out

Meek milly racked up racked out

// [but what comes around goes around]