This is a song about "Hold you close"

Tag your toes close the chapter of you assholes

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

Win or losered or bluewe must all stay true

So close to my heart i hold you

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Without you here for me to hold

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

"you were malcolm, its not even close"

When you close off your mind to never pursue your ambitions

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

And if you read close in the text you will find

Fucking with a motherfucking mind

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

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

// [you can hold all the cards]

Lord, you're so pretty, lying in my arms