This is a song about "Close the eyes"

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

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Were just high, close my eyes, now a star,

This the hardest shit you've heard from la this far

We hustle to survive

Support the guy with white eyes

There's a breathless hush in the close tonight

If doing it is wrong, i don’t wanna be right

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

So close your eyes and hold your breath,

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries

All i do is just sit back and close both of my eyes

Holding that shit tight, right before i close my eyes./

I'm official nice, y'all niggas fisher price

Cause she's playing both roles like her occupation was dyke, fucking right

I rep yung bloods/ yeah dey get it right/ bez close yah eyes/ cuz my fame is bright/