This is a song about "Bermuda triangle"

I deserve cheers how i rap tour every year

I run this slithering sphere, i'll end your whole career,

Its the circle of tyrants and the circle of violence,

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Out of place like a circle of squares calculating

And i bet you all them letters in your mailbox waiting

Put me in a daze and stear fear like richard gere in sphere

You see the way i move, i am in another gear

Pancakes over waffles, no squares in my circle

No rehearsal, i know it all like urkel

It's obvious i'm crazy

Celestial sphere, you better fear me

Cause it might hurt a bit when i curve the pen to make words and shit

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit