This is a song about "Circle jerkin working and clurkin"

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

It just takes a lot of working and time

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

It's time to join are group circle, now you joined and we chanted,

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

Its the circle of tyrants and the circle of violence,

Stuck in positions. if victims can't stand the heat

If me and those close in my circle didn't meet/

From working through rain and pain

Take advice keep it clean don't complain

Gotta finish this verse, can't write it downearly flight now i'm out of town

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

They waiting on me to give an a-okay, then the k gon' spray

I'm working on getting my moolah any and every day