This is a song about "Close"

You know...you know who you are

You get close but no cigar

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

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

Every night i stroke hoes

"you were malcolm, its not even close"

Managers are merciful, close up, and personal.

So unzip the bra be in awe from the nipple

This baphomet devil isn't close to benevolence,

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

A close family, and never more unrelenting agony.

Gotta close soon, don't want to masturbate

City national bank evolve into shape