This is a song about "Near"

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

To a theatre near you

I'm not moving like a cartoon

That means the end is near soon

Reflection, nowhere near perfection.

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

My voice is near nd sincere the seas

But now i'm pointin the finger at police

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

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

That's why i'm makin' money

Or even near to my family

Walk with heat cause talk is cheap

Or no where near his feat.