This is a song about "Close"

Just as you rose you will fall

Jesus what a fucking close call,

Try and pull me over, i will not stop

Couldn't write lyrics close to em or aesop,

Slumdog far apart any sub par

You get close but no cigar

10 million off of mixtapes before i drop a single

Managers are merciful, close up, and personal.

You're getting too close

Ain't no women at the shows

Focus on the journey, hold your lovers and friends close

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes

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

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

Listen close, and let your mind visualize

Matter fact i dreamed that i lived twice