This is a song about "Circle"

Out of place like a circle of squares calculating

I summed it up in a verse my kelly rowland's waiting

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

I exist in-between a circle of moments,

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

8 rappers all in a circle like a spherical choir

Under ya nose a rose grew with no sun at all

You're the reason why i keep my circle small

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

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

For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots

Runnin' numbers in a circle, proportion box,

Now it'll cost you 30 racks to get a verse cheap

If me and those close in my circle didnt' meet