This is a song about "Edge"

Its so simple to see things from a genius perspective

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

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

They ain't authentic, tell them i don’t even relate

Yo, you little niggas better check my french

Dont push me cause im close to the edge

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

Was he stressing you, wasn’t fucking you right

Hanging on the edge of a knife. all i wanted to do was to make it all right.

But, it's my own kind doin' all the killin' herei can't lie, ain't no love for the other side

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

Cancerous/ got u thinking about kemo/ got u lost like nemo/ on edge like primo/

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

Blow my smoke out the window, dropping ashes on the bridge

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

‘cause that’s the case i'm known to pack a tool as well