This is a song about "Close"

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

Top story, tiger woods be fucking all these white hoes

So close your eyes and hold your breath,

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Could of lost two very close friends

Keep ya friends close enimies closer

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

Listen close, and let your mind visualize

Fresh ass mike's, my rollie on ice

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

This baphomet devil isn't close to benevolence,

And we gotta win, she wanna be my friend

It came so close to being the end

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes

Ethnic whites in new york city, tight-knit, keep close,