This is a song about "Edge ups"

The wind is blowing, i keep going through the ups and downs

That doesn't make sense like nigga kids wearing cap and gowns

But the man on the edge who's willing to fall,

But when you need a friend you can depend on me, call

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

Pack that shit up put in baggies, wholesale drugs fedex and ups

I'm livin' on the edge,

What time is it, huh? check my french

And before the sun came up, he was gone

Go through ups and downs,through right and wrong

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

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

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Ups and downs and come arounds, and stomachs growling,