This is a song about "Close"

I'm throwin around broads playing monkey in the middle

Managers are merciful, close up, and personal.

Jesus what a fucking close call,

Yeah, i'mma let the chips fall

There's a breathless hush in the close tonight

So the homie wale can leave the hook right

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

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

Her phone in the bag, she dancing

Ive come *this* close to snapping

And the money that my momma spent on rent and clothes

Focus on the journey, hold your lovers and friends close

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Could of lost two very close friends

Protectors and be sure that you stand close

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes