This is a song about "No edges"

No no no guarantees

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

No failed romances, no second glances,

I'm high as fuck and i didn't call for all this

No fear, no cheer, all gloom

7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune

If you think you can spit then i am the fuckin' dentist

No specific pick , no particular list.

Ugh, and that's gross but she love it though

// [oh no i won't back down, oh no]

No phone calls no visits no contact at all

Let's sweat out this alcohol, bet i'm about to ball

But shit, let me explain- it's because times been hard

Maybe a shot in the heart glass edges in veins so sharp,

No one no where no why no how

I'mma pull that gat out now