This is a song about "Close"

At the same damn time, gettin' hit on by a couple hoes

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

Close ya mouth son, i see ya drooling

Y'all get shot at, homie...i do the shooting

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

And naw i'm not the best but dammit i'm close

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

Could of lost two very close friends

Listen close, and let your mind visualize

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Can't touch me, can't even close

I kill shows and bag more clothes

"you were malcolm, its not even close"

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those