This is a song about "Jose s edge up"

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

I'd hate to see the seeds she created, and so we wait

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

Cuz i acknowledge i am far more knowledge

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

Brooklyn boy get plenty love, on the turnpike with my philly broad

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

Must be out your rabbit mind, i'm thuggin', rappin', same damn time

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

Fall off the edge when you realize freedom isn't free.

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes