This is a song about "Close"

But you hate them navel kisses

Close your eyes my face is

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

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

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

Protectors and be sure that you stand close

Managers are merciful, close up, and personal.

It’s hard when starving marcus garvey messed with malcolm little

Ain't no women at the shows

You're getting too close

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

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Close ya mouth son, i see ya drooling

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

New love is so beautiful. time just makes it ugly

A close family, and never more unrelenting agony.