This is a song about "Close"

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

Couldn't fall asleep late last night when i close

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

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

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Close ya mouth son, i see ya drooling

Why not me the same thing

Ive come *this* close to snapping

Then i blow, i’ma close out the par

You get close but no cigar

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

Keep ya friends close enimies closer

Protectors and be sure that you stand close

Took me a while just to write those

Call the network dipset family ties

Listen close, and let your mind visualize