This is a song about "Close"

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

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes

We tie dynamite to the rhino type

There's a breathless hush in the close tonight

Tryna stay clear of my foes

Memories, yeah, i hold em close,

I gotta teach hoes

Woo dame that was too close

I got my finger on the mothafuckin' pistol

Managers are merciful, close up, and personal.

Protectors and be sure that you stand close

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Could of lost two very close friends

Close your eyes my face is

Mm got the masses