This is a song about "Circle"

Runnin' numbers in a circle, proportion box,

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

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

So i'm hurting. me effort is apparent she not fertile

I probably go less miles, stayin in a smaller circle

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

On my mama nigga, i be gone for months

I exist in-between a circle of moments,

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

Take you out kentland and show you a zoo

No broke niggas in my circle we at the top , ill body yo ass and have choppa dropped

Some love makin' and homecookin'i'll see ya laterit don't take alot to keep a nigga hard

Black clouds circle my weary head

Im trying to see her in bed