This is a song about "Close to the edge"

It came so close to being the end

Half your body laying on my chest

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

You headin' to his car for some sexi pass by, can't hold back tears inside

Still so close to the hood, i'm ashamed to say

Who said i don't rep, i am naija all day

Persistence is the shit since quitting isn't the sickest way to close the distance

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Book close by to pass the time while waiting for that flex

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

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

I’m callin’ on you ’cause i can’t do it myself

Never hit the mall and forever get it all

A name that makes the game cringe, it ain't too close to call,

Off the edge, causing head to fall off to the side

Listen to treach, krs to get me through the night