This is a song about "Door edge"

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

Has music come to an edge or has gone too far

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

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

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

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

// [when you walked through the door]

I breed 'em like i'm going to war

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

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

And all these bitches that i hung with ain’t doing too well

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

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

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

That's just the beginning of war

// [when you walked through the door]