This is a song about "Near"

I'm an evil puppeteer, deceitful criminal near

Laugh at the money that's stuck in the chandelier

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

Now eyes are switching and i'm outta vision cuz emancipation's near me

I can’t believe i almost killed myself, shit was near,

Like i wasn't going for like mix-tape of the year

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Prolly smell a spliff if you ever come near me

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Reflection, nowhere near perfection.

Confused to ever near disguise

They say we living in troubled times

But radio ain't trying to follow suit

Dont come near cos i might just shoot

Or even near to my family

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see