This is a song about "Close"

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

A close family, and never more unrelenting agony.

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

Couldn't fall asleep late last night when i close

I kill shows and bag more clothes

You're getting too close

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

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

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

Focus on the journey, hold your lovers and friends close

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

The day before is better than the present

It came so close to being the end

So close your eyes and hold your breath,

Baby i’mma mess, mess