This is a song about "Life on the edge"

Cancerous/ got u thinking about kemo/ got u lost like nemo/ on edge like primo/

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

All he wanted was the fame and good life to carry on

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

Young and dumb as hell, businesses i'm running well

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

Hanging on the edge of a knife. all i wanted to do was to make it all right.

American dreaming, days of a heathen running up in your building at night

We sometimes acknowledge the beat as from

Back-flips off the edge of the grand canyon

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

The snitch on the block be running for his life

His flow is hole-y like the edge of abalone shells

Fall in love with defeat, throw my endeavors on the shelf

Whatever you like, it's whatever tonight

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