This is a song about "Unit circle"

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

Its the circle of tyrants and the circle of violence,

Our unit storms in, we split the ghetto in sectors

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Never seen you as lyrical

I'm flowing in a circle

Black clouds circle my weary head

That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet

I probably go less miles, stayin in a smaller circle

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

If you still gon' be on some crooked-ass nigga shit

It was evil, there was peace in the streets, a breathing unit,

It was evil, there was peace in the streets, a breathing unit,

But if i did it would be bigger than earl's upper lip