This is a song about "Finding the arch length of a circle"

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

I'm trend-setting, despite of an awful debut

Catch noah and the arch for the rapture

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

I just settle 'n' threaten with the length of my weapons

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Its the circle of tyrants and the circle of violence,

Face down then ass up these hoes keep a good arch

Freshjive, yeah i get it no charge

Perched on a large arch, lurking on ten restless guards,

Hit the green like running backs with no yards

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

I exist in-between a circle of moments,

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

8 rappers all in a circle like a spherical choir