This is a song about "Circle"

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Its the circle of tyrants and the circle of violence,

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Out of place like a circle of squares calculating

So i'm hurting. me effort is apparent she not fertile

Proportions of the profit, runnin' numbers 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

And everything is purple

I'm flowing in a circle

I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue

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

The world is so typical

Some, my emotions are a circle,