This is a song about "Close"

Take a couple bits, bitch kibbles, bitch i gotta riddle

Managers are merciful, close up, and personal.

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

Couldn't write lyrics close to em or aesop,

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Could of lost two very close friends

Close ya mouth son, i see ya drooling

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

Couldn't fall asleep late last night when i close

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

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

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

Listen close, and let your mind visualize

Pussy and patron that's some great advice