This is a song about "Infinity edge"

Has music come to an edge or has gone too far

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

I'll be rapping till infinity

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

Y'all could be the star in my ficky spot light

Who cut my power off? it’s time to move that powder soft

Just be careful when you're caught standing at the edge in distraught

Your bitch only like you cause she thinks you getting paid

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

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

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel