This is a song about "Close"

Jesus what a fucking close call,

Just me and my boss no worries at all

Could of lost two very close friends

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Bitches in plain clothes

You're getting too close

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

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

This baphomet devil isn't close to benevolence,

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

Protectors and be sure that you stand close

Or something that you paid for

Keep ya friends close enimies closer

Couldn't write lyrics close to em or aesop,

The power of my roots is thicker than sour sop