This is a song about "Circus with purpose"

I'm taking it back to when rap was more then a circus

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Are done for a purpose,

And men'll chase love

We don't ever make love

I murder, no purpose

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

They say with identity comes purpose

You was up thirty, now your down fifty

They say with for purpose comes identity

These bitches gettin' shady, tryna' catch me up on purpose

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

I always ask myself do i honestly serve a purpose,

Probably be dirt rich and worthless

Dolla burger me fuck a flea circus