This is a song about "Circle"

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

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

You're the reason why i keep my circle small

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

I'm flowing in a circle

And everything is purple

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Out of place like a circle of squares calculating

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

Heart squares tendencies to circle me when i get violent

Saying how life is circle, stuck in a roundabout

Ammunition in graceshh, move without a sound

If me and those close in my circle didnt' meet

Cause when in danger those niggas changepuff weed