This is a song about "Close"

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

Close/ your chapter of so-called "track classics"

Rae took on the date with the purple tape

Gotta close soon, don't want to masturbate

"you were malcolm, its not even close"

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most

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

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

Protectors and be sure that you stand close

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

Can't touch me, can't even close

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

So close your eyes and hold your breath,