This is a song about "Circle"

So when i mention suicide, i'm being mr. literal

Ya try to over lap life's circle, inhale some purple,

That collectively murks ur style and the circle u stay around//

Told me mary was a go so we passed her round and round

I probably go less miles, stayin in a smaller circle

You never had a son, in the physical or literal

If me and those close in my circle didnt' meet

No days off and i ain't gettin’ sleep

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

Out of place like a circle of squares calculating

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

I'm not in your inner circle, so i'm fucking up your set