This is a song about "Close"

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

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

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Protectors and be sure that you stand close

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Ive come *this* close to snapping

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

It came so close to being the end

Like a line full of hoes

Memories, yeah, i hold em close,

Just me and my boss no worries at all

Jesus what a fucking close call,

Out there on my bumper like a city cop

Couldn't write lyrics close to em or aesop,

Close your eyes my face is

But you hate them navel kisses