This is a song about "Close"

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Could of lost two very close friends

Ive come *this* close to snapping

Hating my macking, they asking

Hey you, what the fuck you think you doing

Close ya mouth son, i see ya drooling

Focus on the journey, hold your lovers and friends close

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

"you were malcolm, its not even close"

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

Rat poison your relish right in the center, babe

Gotta close soon, don't want to masturbate

This baphomet devil isn't close to benevolence,

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips