This is a song about "Circle"

Saying how life is circle, stuck in a roundabout

My self-respect i leave that, in the lost and found

I try to love 'em in the physical, not literal

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

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

Heyyyy! got some static for some niggas on the other side of town

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Always keepin a bad hoe in my circle

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

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

We ain't on the court but everything is getting boxed out

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

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

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