This is a song about "Around"

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

And when they try to get parental and start talkin' loud

Out of this 3rd rock, nigga air it out

Against them boys pushin and shovin you around

Hoping you never come around

Weed up, better make a sound

Walking on the ground

And i'm not playing around

They love it when i come around

I just might throw a big amount

Only chicken heads chicken out

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

What goes around comes around mother fuckers

Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers

And i be countin' money till i pass out

// [but what comes around goes around]