This is a song about "Circle"

And the bitches you fight em, heres some liquor or lighter

8 rappers all in a circle like a spherical choir

Out of place like a circle of squares calculating

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

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

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

Babblin in my journal i finally ain't travelin this fucking circle, no longer feelin hurtful

I'ma rap deep you just talk burble i shot ma fiend off of me which instead made me much dull

Saying how life is circle, stuck in a roundabout

Hopefully the next album can help me out

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

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

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will