This is a song about "Circle"

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

Runnin' numbers in a circle, proportion box,

And everything is purple

I'm flowing in a circle

Its the circle of tyrants and the circle of violence,

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

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

Tints ain’t legal, i ain’t ordinary people

Some, my emotions are a circle,

Yeah come holla at your uncle

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

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

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

I'm giving testimonies to strangers i never met