This is a song about "Close"

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

Then chop your deck your head tumblin' like gymnastics

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Could of lost two very close friends

Memories, yeah, i hold em close,

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Protectors and be sure that you stand close

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

Listen close, and let your mind visualize

We will never die, we are forever alive

The glare makes me hard to find

don't think about better close your mind/

So while you worry about the hoes

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