This is a song about "Close"

There's a breathless hush in the close tonight

Studio fifty four if we get the props right

Managers are merciful, close up, and personal.

What can you tickle that can make a dinosaur giggle

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Protectors and be sure that you stand close

Memories, yeah, i hold em close,

I kill shows and bag more clothes

So close your eyes and hold your breath,

I can taste the salt from my tears

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

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

Listen close, and let your mind visualize

Felatio fetish, broads know me where i live