This is a song about "Winners circle"

If me and those close in my circle didn't meet/

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Its the circle of tyrants and the circle of violence,

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

They ask me, what separates the losers from the winners?

Of a convertible elopin' to get married

If me and those close in my circle didnt' meet

I'm not in your inner circle, so i'm fucking up your set

Hit it then i quit it ‘fore she even made the bed

You make zimmerman and sterling look like noble peace prize winners yo

Say hello to miss thang, i forgot yo name, she yellow

My pride is gone, i'm that guy like aaron hall

You're the reason why i keep my circle small