This is a song about "Near"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Or even near to my family

Confused to ever near disguise

And when i start to rise

Floor near the basement door as i watch in amazement

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Prolly smell a spliff if you ever come near me

Dont come near cos i might just shoot

Banging out niggas with attitude

In the far back near the corner trying to take it in,

Forever blastin'bitches ain't ready for this thug passion

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty

Come near me (come near me)

The moment when you think that the end is near

So on my way here i hit a couple of queer