This is a song about "Close"

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Close ya mouth son, i see ya drooling

They are the coaches in this

Close your eyes my face is

At an extremly alarming rate

Gotta close soon, don't want to masturbate

"you were malcolm, its not even close"

X's and o's, you must be the rose

Call the network dipset family ties

Listen close, and let your mind visualize

Can't touch me, can't even close

Got shows on top of shows

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

That's why rappers is actors trying to dabble in clothes

Then chop your deck your head tumblin' like gymnastics

Close/ your chapter of so-called "track classics"