This is a song about "Going round and round with your ex girl"

Running circles round your skull like the earths equator

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

They can’t even come around

Its funny how it swaps round

Corona beers with a round of alligator clips

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

I spun that motherfucker round and round

I just might throw a big amount

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

She be going crazy round the pole like it's a fuck fest

The round ricochets into your crew and pulls a columbine

On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time

Going to club drinking round and round.

I'mma catch you next time around