This is a song about "Around"

I drive that all around

Im down and out

Alienated by everything around.

Is dc in the house, without a doubt

And i'm not playing around

Only chicken heads chicken out

We smoke loud, might have to get your ears checked out

Hoping you don't ever come around,

Y'all be in love, like the howard crowd

Creative scriptures, imagery, rhymes back around,

Till i turned that bitch around

Back wood, the tree i’m ashing out

Aim, shoot, the gun of love, round

Trying to get out and around

Why every five minutes niggas walking out

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