Var Star - MY CIRCLE Lyrics

I miss my deceased
Wish they was on the streets
Like my grandmother
I got grams from her
Her name was Josephine
Her reign was known as queen
Like my deceased great aunt
Rest in peace thanks lots
Her name was aunt Ruth
Her game was staunch truth
Like my granddaughter
Spike of my torture
Passed away six years ago
I pass the days with sorrow
Haven't spoken to her mom in months
Have been broken by her mom for months
Which is my second daughter
Sick cause I miss my daughter
She hasn't hit me up in years
She had me sitting up in tears
I text her on a regular
I checked she still has cellular
And i ain't giving up checking
Till time has giving up ticking
Her second child is my grandson
Got a smile that could buy ransom
He's too young to remember me
From a handful of memories

I treasure my circle
With pleasure I'll hurt you
Mess around and murk you
Messing with my circle
I treasure my circle
With pleasure I'll hurt you
Mess around and murk you
Messing with my circle
I treasure my circle
With pleasure I'll hurt you
Mess around and murk you
Messing with my circle
I treasure my circle
With pleasure I'll hurt you
Mess around and murk you
Messing with my circle

My oldest child replied
It showed a smile in my eyes
But recently things changed
She changed her name
And looks like a man
I don't acknowledge it
She decided to split
Cut ties and quit speaking
Freaking me out no doubt
I'm seeking her out no doubt
My youngest Dieemah
Like a wonderful dream brah
Texts me on some days
Just to say dad hey
If I don't text her first
I don't regret my birth
I feel somewhat worthy
For love nourishes me
My mom is still alive
I'm thrilled she's still alive
Happy to see her every day
Happy that she will always say
Son I love you the most
Love you too back for sure
My lil sister and I are close
I chill with her we like to smoke
My aunt Bink and I are close
I remember when she hosted
Me at her house for years
When my ex had tears
Coming down my eyes
Running game I tried
She kicked me out the house
I routed to my aunt's house
We almost text every day
She's checks and says hey
My nephew Paris loves me
Shows me that he's caring for me
Last but not least uncle Howard
Ask's checks and least gives a holler

I treasure my circle
With pleasure I'll hurt you
Mess around and murk you
Messing with my circle
I treasure my circle
With pleasure I'll hurt you
Mess around and murk you
Messing with my circle
I treasure my circle
With pleasure I'll hurt you
Mess around and murk you
Messing with my circle
I treasure my circle
With pleasure I'll hurt you
Mess around and murk you
Messing with my circle

I'm single and waiting
I'm Mingling and dating
It's a shame of a lifetime
I messed up with my ex wife
I'm the lame of all lifetime
I messed up with the best wife
But my circle is big enough
When I'm hurt folks will give me love
I think about death every day
I think about death every way
The death of myself
As well of my loved ones
Cause death in itself
Waits well for everyone
I enjoy life sometimes
At least a third of time
Then work a third of the time
And sleep a third of the time
Life is half glad
And half bad
No matter what Erkel
Don't shatter my circle

Or I'll murk you