This is a song about "Circle"

O.f. is the coldest thing, and i'm the fuckin' general

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

As i light one for ill will

I'm flowing in a circle

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

That collectively murks ur style and the circle u stay around//

You never had a son, in the physical or literal

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

Heart squares tendencies to circle me when i get violent

Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your mother fucked

Emitted amidst uplifted insistent percent of inventive intentions

Demonic followers sitting in a circle of candles in every sessions