This is a song about "Circle"

Heart squares tendencies to circle me when i get violent

Hopefully my dick don't shrivel up, when it's time to bust

I'm flowing in a circle

The world is so typical

You never had a son, in the physical or literal

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

I'ma rap deep you just talk burble i shot ma fiend off of me which instead made me much dull

Babblin in my journal i finally ain't travelin this fucking circle, no longer feelin hurtful

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

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

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

I ain't gon chirp ya mobile phone and chase you all over town

So she graduated, rich nigga wife training

Out of place like a circle of squares calculating

Your mouth, i don't need, your legs, you can keep

If me and those close in my circle didnt' meet