This is a song about "Close"

Take you home, let you sleep in my clothes

Couldn't fall asleep late last night when i close

Jesus what a fucking close call,

As i'm watching the snow fall

Ive come *this* close to snapping

Why not me the same thing

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

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

"you were malcolm, its not even close"

And this will be the song that we sing

Close ya mouth son, i see ya drooling

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

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

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

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