This is a song about "Circe the witch"

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

Meet me in the tele where the lobby at, i'm probably there

I don't trust no one

The bigger the the fun

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Kill them with kindness, like dorthy show them bliss. they'll melt like the witch,

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

Hearing this rapper kendrick whirling the words like the movement of worms is what i've learned,

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Your bitch is the type of bitch that's gonna do you bad

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

Witch such a fucking bitch who won't switch for which makes me pissed

Every day's harder, ain't nothin here promised