This is a song about "East edge"

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

Has music come to an edge or has gone too far

Born into deformity in east germany,

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

Dont push me cause im close to the edge

I'm making moves, check my french

What time is it, huh? check my french

I'm livin' on the edge,

Those streets are like frontline warzones like the middle east,

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

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

I'm on the british south east coast mate

Our vision never changed, we self made

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

Like a condom that's scuffed up, i'm the wrong one to fuck with