This is a song about "Close"

Jesus what a fucking close call,

Didn't do a thing at all

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

This baphomet devil isn't close to benevolence,

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

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

Couldn't fall asleep late last night when i close

For four hundred plus yearsyou should be scared

It came so close to being the end

You're getting too close

Clips in the play clothes

Now a nigga got baking to bake

Gotta close soon, don't want to masturbate

When i'm on it, on it like my job

Couldn't write lyrics close to em or aesop,