This is a song about "Close"

Listen close, and let your mind visualize

Destined to win, get respect where i live

Managers are merciful, close up, and personal.

It’s hard when starving marcus garvey messed with malcolm little

You get close but no cigar

She prayed on me passing that bar

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

Focus on the journey, hold your lovers and friends close

Close ya mouth son, i see ya drooling

And getting money is the song i sing

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

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

There's a breathless hush in the close tonight

I make a way for my people to see the light

That shoebox shit, over with

Close your eyes my face is