This is a song about "Infinity edge"

Listen to your friend get another man for a minute then repeat

You rap's supposed to leave me on the fuckin edge of my seat

Hopped on the pulpit and told them how i was truly blessed

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

I ain't just rapping, i can make it happen

Back-flips off the edge of the grand canyon

Shawty stay up in philly, shawty was hella pretty

I see past you placebos, watch me look into infinity,

Lyrical manslaughter off you and your mans

Life on a fast lane infinity laps

Maybe later on i'll give you a phone call

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

They say hip-hop's dead, i believe it's just the fans

Life on a fast lane infinity laps