This is a song about "Near"

Y'all all passe, stuck up on last year

The moment when you think that the end is near

Give these niggas the pink slip when they appear

Oh, don't worry about chronic, he's near,

Come near me (come near me)

I’m tryna be low key

Only my shepard was no where near my groves,

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Reflection, nowhere near perfection.

All i’m hearing is aids, i ain’t deaf in my ear

I'm an evil puppeteer, deceitful criminal near

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

Prolly smell a spliff if you ever come near me

That means the end is near soon

I need a little room