This is a song about "Close"

I know i've came so far

You get close but no cigar

So my cup is full, too much pain to fight

There's a breathless hush in the close tonight

Got stretch marks like she got four kids

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

Keep ya friends close enimies closer

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

Ive come *this* close to snapping

Mr. pacquiao, i'm packing

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

Protectors and be sure that you stand close

Just me and my boss no worries at all

Jesus what a fucking close call,