This is a song about "Close"

"you were malcolm, its not even close"

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

Big money, i’m talking bad hoes

Woo dame that was too close

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Could of lost two very close friends

10 million off of mixtapes before i drop a single

Managers are merciful, close up, and personal.

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

Can't touch me, can't even close

Close ya mouth son, i see ya drooling

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Keep ya friends close enimies closer

Ive come *this* close to snapping

If he didn't have the price i'm asking