This is a song about "Losing a close one"

And gary coleman just passed: life is short

Whining close to corruption for a petty award

And he, what's his name, earl

'cause shit i was close with this one girl

There's a breathless hush in the close tonight

So my cup is full, too much pain to fight

And my only fear's a wedding ring

I'm a catch 21, this close to nothing

Razor under the tongue, like bitches losing the last few pounds, its a close cut

She say she want a diamond, lisa raye welcome to the player's club

And making a warm snake crawl down your asshole. bitch, make it close.

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

Losing all control with no one there to tell me it'll be okay

Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say