This is a song about "Close"

Big money, i’m talking bad hoes

You're getting too close

"you were malcolm, its not even close"

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Close your eyes my face is

So i gotta spit to this

It came so close to being the end

Digital ten, shit get critical friend

Can't touch me, can't even close

Tryna stay clear of my foes

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Close ya mouth son, i see ya drooling

Spending her time with him i guess

So close your eyes and hold your breath,

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Memories, yeah, i hold em close,