This is a song about "Danny edge"

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

You rap's supposed to leave me on the fuckin edge of my seat

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

My tongue is da sword, double-edge, two heads

These niggas like fags like danny tanner,

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Left my home alone, you can call me macaulay bitch

That i had some sort of edge, some kind of advantage,

Took a shot jump to a porno star y'all really like i support that broad

Just be careful when you're caught standing at the edge in distraught

He's hanging by his fingers at the edge of a cliff

And bitches say bitch like bitch is not offensive

She od's on louboutin, she work at that nudie bar

Has music come to an edge or has gone too far