This is a song about "Circle"

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

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

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

The club underwater, have em running out the front

Heart squares tendencies to circle me when i get violent

Inhale my color purple

Some, my emotions are a circle,

And dusting off the porcelain and open when their cock is out

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

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

Demonic followers sitting in a circle of candles in every sessions

Im an assasin when im rappin i got some murderous intentions

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