This is a song about "Circle"

Gotta finish this verse, can't write it downearly flight now i'm out of town

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

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Out of place like a circle of squares calculating

Or michael vick if ya'll bark nigga ya'll through

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

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people

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

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Runnin' numbers in a circle, proportion box,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Always keepin a bad hoe in my circle

Demonic followers sitting in a circle of candles in every sessions

It's not rape if she liked it / she got excited when i slapped her nice tits

I probably go less miles, stayin in a smaller circle

Nigga everything is purple, and these mc's is urkel