This is a song about "Unit circle"

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

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

And now you in the hospital, the doctors got a breathing unit,

What the fuck? that's your fucking brother? i ain't with that jerkin' shit

Saying how life is circle, stuck in a roundabout

And i be saying somethin' when i mash out

Now i don’t know if you was trying to check

Black clouds circle my weary head

I'm flowing in a circle

Yeah come holla at your uncle

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

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

Runnin' numbers in a circle, proportion box,

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

Its the circle of tyrants and the circle of violence,

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips