This is a song about "Door edge"

Somberly, i stand safely on the edge of a steep cliff

Its so simple to see things from a genius perspective

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

Fall off the edge when you realize freedom isn't free.

I'll be tapping both ways like a salesman goin' door to door,

Right now at 23 i ain't mad at them reds no more

// [when you walked through the door]

Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor

// [when you walked through the door]

Lower than my credit score

Off his edge chipped plates, he catered with his invisible "mate"

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

I'm making moves, check my french

I'm livin' on the edge,

Has music come to an edge or has gone too far

My pen sparks the benchmark i fench off tar