This is a song about "Close"

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

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

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Couldn't fall asleep late last night when i close

don't think about better close your mind/

You can search but you'll never find

Can't touch me, can't even close

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

"you were malcolm, its not even close"

Most bitches, niggas call gone real or fake

Gotta close soon, don't want to masturbate

Just me and my boss no worries at all

Jesus what a fucking close call,

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

I'm runnin' screen homies, you can let that socket close