This is a song about "Edges"

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

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

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

It's not rape if she liked it / she got excited when i slapped her nice tits

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

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)

She said that we could switch it up and you can sit where mama sits/

With these hedge trimming scissors with razor edges

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

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

Now i'm playin' solitaire patient

Skirt the edges liars built

Like nala in the jungle to soften the edges down,

They stop the whole game everytime i come around