This is a song about "By circle s"

That collectively murks ur style and the circle u stay around//

Dough ain't nothing to joke about, she open up when that dough come out

If me and those close in my circle didnt' meet

You finally got right? no longer a black sheep

We don't believe you, you need more people

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

Proportions of the profit, runnin' numbers in a circle,

I try to love 'em in the physical, not literal

I'm flowing in a circle

Lady at the frank stand will

S queezys very bold

Black woman you cold

Ya try to over lap life's circle, inhale some purple,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

See, there's a war going on and i'm the general

Pancakes over waffles, no squares in my circle