This is a song about "Edge up"

Say you want that dope shit, welcome to satan's cabbage patch, bitch

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

And i've been uplifting the people i'm with

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

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

So crank it up live it up until the sun is up up up

Falling off the edge is what i'm trying to prevent

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

I'm livin' on the edge,

I'm making moves, check my french

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

Convertibles with turbo jets

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

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