This is a song about "Close"

Take you home, let you sleep in my clothes

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

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

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

Ive come *this* close to snapping

Get off a key like i can’t sing

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Keep ya friends close enimies closer

You get close but no cigar

I guzzle up at the bar

There's a breathless hush in the close tonight

I make a way for my people to see the light

Couldn't fall asleep late last night when i close

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes