This is a song about "Gwinnett not closing"

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

And to never say goodbye. closing in for a kiss.

But not now. not ever again.

Shit, we don't believe none of them

Theres a line between me & them and im closing the gate

I'd hate to see the seeds she created, and so we wait

I tried smoking, eyes closing, i try dozing, but my mind's going

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Figuratively, not literally

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

I don't need no single

Not even metaphorical

No not really, im not a tough guy,

Hands in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

Floating, gloating, g.o.a.t.ing, in closing

How you hold in emotion