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,

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

Runnin' numbers in a circle, proportion box,

Never seen you as lyrical

I'm flowing in a circle

Out of place like a circle of squares calculating

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Saying how life is circle, stuck in a roundabout

In a room full of goons, i'm such a fucking stand out

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

I exist in-between a circle of moments,