This is a song about "Circle"

You're the reason why i keep my circle small

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

Never seen you as lyrical

I'm flowing in a circle

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

Some love makin' and homecookin'i'll see ya laterit don't take alot to keep a nigga hard

No broke niggas in my circle we at the top , ill body yo ass and have choppa dropped

I exist in-between a circle of moments,

On my mama nigga, i be gone for months

Always keepin a bad hoe in my circle

Ok now everythings wonderful

It's a game called circle and i don't know how, i'm way too up to back down

I ain't gonna have ya try ta have you play me like a silly clown