This is a song about "Circe"

With yo bad as lyrics i called the cops can you hear the siren

Sides, this i ain't liking, quit biting, me, you're no lion.

Now thanks to you, we wasted four fuckin' years,

Down you're spine like siren drills.

Holes all in ya t-shit, call that holy moly

Now im killin myself slowely, and lonely,