This is a song about "Circle"

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

Cause when in danger those niggas changepuff weed

I ain't gon chirp ya mobile phone and chase you all over town

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

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

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

I'm flowing in a circle

Never seen you as lyrical

Its the circle of tyrants and the circle of violence,

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Like you never did right? sort of like a black sheep

If me and those close in my circle didnt' meet

O.f. is the coldest thing, and i'm the fuckin' general

Proportions of the profit, runnin' numbers in a circle,