This is a song about "Close"

Bet they cancel they date like waking up late with a pimple

Managers are merciful, close up, and personal.

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

This baphomet devil isn't close to benevolence,

And these shape-shifting hoes

Woo dame that was too close

Dvd’s and my dirty clothes

Can't touch me, can't even close

Listen close, and let your mind visualize

Never really been into the ice

Shit got hectic had to come up with my hoes

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

So close your eyes and hold your breath,

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

Gotta close soon, don't want to masturbate

You want a husband, but no one has a cape