This is a song about "Close"

Memories, yeah, i hold em close,

Live from the lamont's rose

Protectors and be sure that you stand close

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

You're getting too close

No, no, we are not those

Close ya mouth son, i see ya drooling

Hey you, what the fuck you think you doing

Focus on the journey, hold your lovers and friends close

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

Keep ya friends close enimies closer

It came so close to being the end

That happen to act like a black president

Well, that's what you are

You get close but no cigar