This is a song about "Close"

Jesus what a fucking close call,

Didn't do a thing at all

Woo dame that was too close

No, no, we are not those

So close your eyes and hold your breath,

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Memories, yeah, i hold em close,

Listen b, just give my stylist kudos

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

So while you worry about the hoes

Close ya mouth son, i see ya drooling

My talent should take me places i've never been

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes

I'm runnin' screen homies, you can let that socket close

2dopeboyz i know you like this

Close your eyes my face is