This is a song about "Close"

Gotta close soon, don't want to masturbate

I don't mind if you niggas hate

Just to let you know, you are

You get close but no cigar

You're getting too close

And these shape-shifting hoes

X's and o's, you must be the rose

Woo dame that was too close

Listen close, and let your mind visualize

Bring the battering ram where you live

Shawty was pinkberry sweet and i ain't lactose

Focus on the journey, hold your lovers and friends close

In front of our building, they was my heroes

Protectors and be sure that you stand close

That shit look like it’s raks fifth

Close your eyes my face is