This is a song about "Close"

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

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

Yeah, look here thorunnin wild

don't think about better close your mind/

And this will be the song that we sing

Ive come *this* close to snapping

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

This baphomet devil isn't close to benevolence,

You get close but no cigar

Hope my city is not too far

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Keep ya friends close enimies closer

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

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

Didn't do a thing at all

Jesus what a fucking close call,