This is a song about "Circle"

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Out of place like a circle of squares calculating

I run a tight circle so i don't need you,

She better shed a couple tears when she come through

That’s the same block metta world peace learned to play ball

You're the reason why i keep my circle small

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

And to be honest i don’t know what niggas talkin bout

8 rappers all in a circle like a spherical choir

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Its the circle of tyrants and the circle of violence,

And everything is purple

Some, my emotions are a circle,