This is a song about "Close"

And naw i'm not the best but dammit i'm close

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

"you were malcolm, its not even close"

I kill shows and bag more clothes

You're getting too close

It's all she knows

I know i've came so far

You get close but no cigar

Took me a while just to write those

Can't touch me, can't even close

Gotta close soon, don't want to masturbate

Honey is always the one i'mma call late

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

Protectors and be sure that you stand close

Memories, yeah, i hold em close,

So while you worry about the hoes