This is a song about "Edges"

Hell of a hand without a man, feelin' helpless

With these hedge trimming scissors with razor edges

Methods going to the edges, it's all in me like infections (infections)

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

No strahan, y'all need to rebuild

Skirt the edges liars built

Say trill again ill overdose on vicodin to escape you're presence

Methods going to the edges, it's all in me like infections (infections)

Methods going to the edges, it's all in me like infections (infections)

The power of knowledge threatens, im educated with weapons

Maybe a shot in the heart glass edges in veins so sharp,

Cause what is love if you ain't discover love at heart

But i apologize for not walking you around

Like nala in the jungle to soften the edges down,

Dinner time she bring a friend, write my shit so vicious

You take that car with the rough edges and slowly start the buff.