This is a song about "A star exploding at the edge of the galaxy"

His flow is hole-y like the edge of abalone shells

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Im jokin but evoking emotions, exploding the whole thing

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

Entering the first ring i've reached the edge of hell,

Uhh, got a hundred on the dash, young

Of the tears at the push of a button

This the hardest shit you've heard from la this far

Your up in the sky a shining star,

I'm livin' on the edge,

I'm making moves, check my french

Let's find a spot for you to do me, in the darknow that it's passion, hold me tight

Hanging on the edge of a knife. all i wanted to do was to make it all right.