This is a song about "Close"

A close family, and never more unrelenting agony.

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Guess i’m different than most

You're getting too close

These joints here not found at the mall

Jesus what a fucking close call,

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

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

Can't touch me, can't even close

She's bad and she knows

So while you worry about the hoes

Couldn't fall asleep late last night when i close

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Close ya mouth son, i see ya drooling

We all here, from the dealers to the kids

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