This is a song about "Getting close"

Ive come *this* close to snapping

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

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

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

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

Jesus what a fucking close call,

Couldn't fall asleep late last night when i close

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

Enemies getting closer.

See, i like the person that you are

It came so close to being the end

Half your body laying on my chest

You're getting too close

And these shape-shifting hoes

Outfits is ruthless, now your bitch is choosing

Close ya mouth son, i see ya drooling