This is a song about "Close"

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

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

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

A close family, and never more unrelenting agony.

You heard the price, on my neck herds of ice

Listen close, and let your mind visualize

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

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Could of lost two very close friends

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

It came so close to being the end

So close your eyes and hold your breath,

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress