This is a song about "Edge dog"

Call me a bitch call me a dog,

I make her cum a lot

Im still the slum dog, millionaire

True player, cory mo cold as hell

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

Everyone looking to me like i had it made dog,

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

Petey pop off, rip, free lou, been lootin’ money since like fourth grade

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

Who cut my power off? it’s time to move that powder soft

Young and dumb as hell, businesses i'm running well

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

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

Back-flips off the edge of the grand canyon