This is a song about "Close"

If we don't fix this then you'll see the same things

Close/ your chapter of so-called "track classics"

Jesus what a fucking close call,

Just as you rose you will fall

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

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

"you were malcolm, its not even close"

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those

That's why rappers is actors trying to dabble in clothes

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

Couldn't fall asleep late last night when i close

You feel it from your head to your toes

It came so close to being the end

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

From the womb, my newborn child

don't think about better close your mind/