This is a song about "Circle"

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

I'm not in your inner circle, so i'm fucking up your set

8 rappers all in a circle like a spherical choir

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

Always keepin a bad hoe in my circle

Just me with all y'all, that'd be so wonderful

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

Its the circle of tyrants and the circle of violence,

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

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

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

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

Demonic followers sitting in a circle of candles in every sessions

Im an assasin when im rappin i got some murderous intentions