This is a song about "Close"

I don't mind if you niggas hate

Gotta close soon, don't want to masturbate

You get close but no cigar

I'm a fucking rap star

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

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

Protectors and be sure that you stand close

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

But keep on your clothes

You're getting too close

Keep ya friends close enimies closer

"contemplate", i wrote about her

Ive come *this* close to snapping

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

This baphomet devil isn't close to benevolence,