This is a song about "Circle"

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

8 rappers all in a circle like a spherical choir

I'ma rap deep you just talk burble i shot ma fiend off of me which instead made me much dull

Babblin in my journal i finally ain't travelin this fucking circle, no longer feelin hurtful

I exist in-between a circle of moments,

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Its the circle of tyrants and the circle of violence,

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

I probably go less miles, stayin in a smaller circle

To make karma come faster than she normally will

No days off and i ain't gettin’ sleep

If me and those close in my circle didnt' meet

I run a tight circle so i don't need you,

She gonna dance when that molly through