This is a song about "Close"

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

Can't touch me, can't even close

Focus on the journey, hold your lovers and friends close

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Couldn't write lyrics close to em or aesop,

Let em play with her box, she give the greatest top

This baphomet devil isn't close to benevolence,

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Memories, yeah, i hold em close,

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

Couldn't fall asleep late last night when i close

To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success

So close your eyes and hold your breath,

And these shape-shifting hoes

"you were malcolm, its not even close"