This is a song about "Close"

Couldn't write lyrics close to em or aesop,

You know who him, slim, before mims i been hot

Gotta close soon, don't want to masturbate

But i do quite well with all the bait

Close ya mouth son, i see ya drooling

So if it comes down, may the best man win

One parent above, the other live scared

It came so close to being the end

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live

Listen close, and let your mind visualize

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

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

I'm runnin' screen homies, you can let that socket close

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Could of lost two very close friends