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

Cop a house in the suburbs just to throw some parties at

Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back

I'll throw you in a trashcan, dump it in a traffic jam,

No matter how much i try, stay alive, i'm a die a man

Runnin' numbers in a circle, proportion box,

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Demonic followers sitting in a circle of candles in every sessions

Say trill again ill overdose on vicodin to escape you're presence

You can call it commercial

I'm flowing in a circle

In a game that'll throw you down, every time you climb up

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck

Have a party at my funeral

Always keepin a bad hoe in my circle

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

8 rappers all in a circle like a spherical choir/