This is a song about "Circle"

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

8 rappers all in a circle like a spherical choir/

You never had a son, in the physical or literal

I probably go less miles, stayin in a smaller circle

If me and those close in my circle didn't meet/

Don't dietevery milla fish fridayi'm squad deep

Runnin' numbers in a circle, proportion box,

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

I'm flowing in a circle

Lady at the frank stand will

Saying how life is circle, stuck in a roundabout

Hatin’ niggas? chalk em out. go on, get the coffin out

Pancakes over waffles, no squares in my circle

So when i mention suicide, i'm being mr. literal

I ain't gonna have ya try ta have you play me like a silly clown

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