This is a song about "Close"

I kill shows and bag more clothes

You're getting too close

Like a line full of hoes

Woo dame that was too close

Ive come *this* close to snapping

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

This baphomet devil isn't close to benevolence,

Just me and my boss no worries at all

Jesus what a fucking close call,

So here i am at the store for some chips

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

There's a breathless hush in the close tonight

Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light

You're reaching new heights, and i ain't kiss you just a little

Managers are merciful, close up, and personal.