This is a song about "Close"

Can't touch me, can't even close

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

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

Ever since then i had no job

Couldn't write lyrics close to em or aesop,

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

So close your eyes and hold your breath,

Jay rock got flows

Woo dame that was too close

A close family, and never more unrelenting agony.

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Managers are merciful, close up, and personal.