This is a song about "Circle"

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

Heart squares tendencies to circle me when i get violent

As i light one for ill will

I'm flowing in a circle

Black clouds circle my weary head

I don’t see them t-dum-izzle as a threat

8 rappers all in a circle like a spherical choir/

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

If me and those close in my circle didnt' meet

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Its the circle of tyrants and the circle of violence,

8 rappers all in a circle like a spherical choir

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for