This is a song about "Around"

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

You're lumbering around,

Bein' a woman, a black woman at that, no doubt

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

I go, in when i start putting words out

Alienated by everything around.

No reason to be around

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

Till i turned that bitch around

Walking on the ground

Then swag it out, ounces then bags is out

// [but what comes around goes around]

Can't seem to find a solid ground

I gotta stop messin around

Yall lame niggas. no bitches when yall are out

They love it when i come around