This is a song about "Close"

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

Couldn't write lyrics close to em or aesop,

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

Couldn't fall asleep late last night when i close

Gotta close soon, don't want to masturbate

Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid

And these shape-shifting hoes

Woo dame that was too close

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Managers are merciful, close up, and personal.

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

Listen close, and let your mind visualize

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

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

Protectors and be sure that you stand close

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes