This is a song about "Living at the edge"

Keep clam my nigga we living at the top

I got lights on my wrist that’ll flash like cop

While living, at home with mommy and daddy, i sling dimes out the trunk of my black caddy,

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

They say success is the best revenge

Dont push me cause im close to the edge

I start the aiming he starts begging for another chance at living

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

After an epoch gradually he started to change and he decided to take his revenge

Off track and lately i'm on edge, may be back but nearly fallin off the ledge

‘cause that’s the case i'm known to pack a tool as well

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

Whats the point of living if were living to die,

Half of my game? yo, that shit be a lie

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

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed