This is a song about "Unit circle"

Saying how life is circle, stuck in a roundabout

You must have joined the illuminati just to ball out

Our unit storms in, we split the ghetto in sectors

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep

If me and those close in my circle didnt' meet

Ya try to over lap life's circle, inhale some purple,

See, there's a war going on and i'm the general

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Terror can be locked up in a phyciatric unit for being a member

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

Like a whole police k-9 unit filled with basset hounds,

Demonic followers sitting in a circle of candles in every sessions

Emitted amidst uplifted insistent percent of inventive intentions