This is a song about "Close"

Guess i’m different than most

You're getting too close

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

And naw i'm not the best but dammit i'm close

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

Couldn't fall asleep late last night when i close

Memories, yeah, i hold em close,

Give me black bitches, white hoes, new clothes

Woo dame that was too close

I think that she knows

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

"you were malcolm, its not even close"

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

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

Couldn't write lyrics close to em or aesop,

And i keep a fly girl like jenny from the block