This is a song about "Circle"

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Its the circle of tyrants and the circle of violence,

You're the reason why i keep my circle small

But when you need a friend you can depend on me, call

Haha niggas murdered this shit, know what i'm saying

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,

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

Pancakes over waffles, no squares in my circle

If me and those close in my circle didnt' meet

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

Runnin' numbers in a circle, proportion box,