This is a song about "Close"

Couldn't write lyrics close to em or aesop,

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

And we gotta win, she wanna be my friend

It came so close to being the end

Can't touch me, can't even close

Live from the lamont's rose

Ive come *this* close to snapping

But he don't rule a thing

Could of lost two very close friends

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Big money, i’m talking bad hoes

You're getting too close

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

This baphomet devil isn't close to benevolence,

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

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