This is a song about "Close"

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

Focus on the journey, hold your lovers and friends close

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

I'm runnin' screen homies, you can let that socket close

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

This baphomet devil isn't close to benevolence,

Wish i could shed all these tears

So close your eyes and hold your breath,

Catch you up on places i've been

Close ya mouth son, i see ya drooling

"you were malcolm, its not even close"

Every night i stroke hoes

You want a husband, but no one has a cape

Gotta close soon, don't want to masturbate

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

Listen close, and let your mind visualize