This is a song about "Throw that ass in a circle"

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

8 rappers all in a circle like a spherical choir

Always keepin a bad hoe in my circle

No rehearsal, i know it all like urkel

Pancakes over waffles, no squares in my circle

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

I exist in-between a circle of moments,

Throw ya in a chopper,

I think it excited her

Some love makin' and homecookin'i'll see ya laterit don't take alot to keep a nigga hard

No broke niggas in my circle we at the top , ill body yo ass and have choppa dropped

Proportions of the profit, runnin' numbers in a circle,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Wow, that hook sucked, yo throw it in the dust

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and