This is a song about "Close"

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

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

Managers are merciful, close up, and personal.

Weird niggas make sick too i don't need no pistol

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

A close family, and never more unrelenting agony.

Make sure to give them my all

Jesus what a fucking close call,

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

Couldn't fall asleep late last night when i close

So close your eyes and hold your breath,

Wish i could shed all these tears

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

This baphomet devil isn't close to benevolence,

Close ya mouth son, i see ya drooling

I was born to do the damn thing