This is a song about "Close"

Ive come *this* close to snapping

Bun b, i’m underground king

There's a breathless hush in the close tonight

Hearing nikki giovanni on a late summer night

Dvd’s and my dirty clothes

Woo dame that was too close

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

And naw i'm not the best but dammit i'm close

Ethnic whites in new york city, tight-knit, keep close,

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

A close family, and never more unrelenting agony.

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

This baphomet devil isn't close to benevolence,

The revolution has arrived

don't think about better close your mind/