This is a song about "No edges"

You take that car with the rough edges and slowly start the buff.

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

You got that money that break – uh break- breakdown

Like nala in the jungle to soften the edges down,

Catch you up on places i've been

No affiliation

No conscience, no need for resilience

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

Methods going to the edges, it's all in me like infections (infections)

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

It's been nothing but pain

No set trip, no color claim

No strahan, y'all need to rebuild

Skirt the edges liars built

No money no talk,no energy no walk

It's ill-advised giving hours to another broad