This is a song about "Close"

Close/ your chapter of so-called "track classics"

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

A close family, and never more unrelenting agony.

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

"you were malcolm, its not even close"

Focus on the journey, hold your lovers and friends close

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

Couldn't write lyrics close to em or aesop,

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

This baphomet devil isn't close to benevolence,

The glare makes me hard to find

don't think about better close your mind/

Jesus what a fucking close call,

Need a girl whos tryin' to ball