This is a song about "Close"

Need a girl whos tryin' to ball

Jesus what a fucking close call,

Can't touch me, can't even close

I think that she knows

She prayed on me passing that bar

You get close but no cigar

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

Protectors and be sure that you stand close

Motivation from nipsey or glasses, jay rock

Couldn't write lyrics close to em or aesop,

But keep on your clothes

Woo dame that was too close

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

Memories, yeah, i hold em close,

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

"you were malcolm, its not even close"