This is a song about "Close"

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

A close family, and never more unrelenting agony.

Close your eyes my face is

2 chains, i got 2 bitches

X's and o's, you must be the rose

You're getting too close

Catch you up on places i've been

Close ya mouth son, i see ya drooling

Bet they cancel they date like waking up late with a pimple

Managers are merciful, close up, and personal.

So close your eyes and hold your breath,

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

"you were malcolm, its not even close"

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

This baphomet devil isn't close to benevolence,