This is a song about "One step closer"

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Like mr. sandman i am the closer/

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

No you cant, cause im one of a kind, so learn ya place, and just step in line

And passed around the dorm, you can hear his asshole gettin' tornthey made me an animal, can't sleep

We step into the room with one large screen we take a seat in the back and i kick up my feat,

My bars are bringing fans closer

Said when i do dirt wit her

Self designated wicked critical closer

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

For one moment, can we all just take a step back,

Dead faces keep my money in a body bag

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

Keep your friends close and your enemies closer