This is a song about "Congruent triangle theorems"

8 rappers all in a circle like a spherical choir/

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Persuasing so amazing, it's amazing

Out of place like a circle of squares calculating

Wear my hat to the back, i'm in a different kind of mood

Give them bitches the boot if they can't perform the square root

-w.a, cube, hey, doc, ren, yella, eazy, thank you, they got slim

So right before i sleep, dear god, what i'm askin

Spinning in circles, live my life without rehearsal

To make karma come faster than she normally will

This is for my niggas gettin' high on the regular

As you're running in circles you get mixed up with each other

Drawers by bad broads whenever the curtains call

You're the reason why i keep my circle small

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

I exist in-between a circle of moments,