This is a song about "Close"

Focus on the journey, hold your lovers and friends close

And the money that my momma spent on rent and clothes

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

Gotta close soon, don't want to masturbate

I give my heart to one broad, the others get the pipe

There's a breathless hush in the close tonight

You're getting too close

Jay rock got flows

It came so close to being the end

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

Ethnic whites in new york city, tight-knit, keep close,

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Listen b, just give my stylist kudos

Couldn't fall asleep late last night when i close

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

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