This is a song about "Borderline of success"

And last but not least please don't tell no one

I strike a match, borderline light the sun

All sad down cause he has no success

They at the same spot they making no progress

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

Just to try to get a piece of success, maybe just love me less,

Success is best/unless the stress

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

As it slips through your toneless lips borderline homeless,

It set in stone in these poems there ain’t nothing bogus

Half of the world sees success in me

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics

To be walkin this borderline of detroit city limits

My success debated

Please get hip to that new d.c. shit