This is a song about "Circle"

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

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

You finally got right? no longer a black sheep

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

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

You're the reason why i keep my circle small

They ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

I exist in-between a circle of moments,

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

Ya winslower, than laura, though you niggas urkel

I probably go less miles, stayin in a smaller circle