This is a song about "Close"

They say them colors must be fake

Gotta close soon, don't want to masturbate

Keep ya friends close enimies closer

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

No, no, we are not those

Woo dame that was too close

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

Protectors and be sure that you stand close

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

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

And i'm indecisive when the things are light

There's a breathless hush in the close tonight

Couldn't write lyrics close to em or aesop,

Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot

Ive come *this* close to snapping

Why not me the same thing