This is a song about "Close"

This baphomet devil isn't close to benevolence,

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

Jay rock got flows

You're getting too close

Woo dame that was too close

Bitches in plain clothes

don't think about better close your mind/

The revolution has arrived

Guess i’m different than most

Can't touch me, can't even close

Your music in the car

You get close but no cigar

You feel it from your head to your toes

Protectors and be sure that you stand close

So close your eyes and hold your breath,

And i'm a just take another guess