This is a song about "Running circles in my mind"

Running out of time your hour glass collided with my ill mind,

I give up my light like an interracial couple wit a child

When it's repping time, i get on extra grind

I'm at the top of the game in my mind

For that paper, i'mma grind

In the back of my mind

No room for improvement with my gat surges, my head is fuckin spinnin like lap circles

Tryin to torture em to tell, i'm gettin mailbut ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts

Haha niggas murdered this shit, know what i'm saying

Adolescence in my mind while im originating

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

Running circles round your skull like the earths equator

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

In my mind i got these demons