This is a song about "On the brink"

All the pain all the struggle, on my brain on my muzzle

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle

And you call this shit rape but i think that rape's fun

Or seasoned equations at the brink of treason

When you took my hand up so calm

Burning up,turn the fan on/

I'll hang you on a hook near the brink of death

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress

The dopest on the planet

So i'm one with that

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Myself, self-loathing, cause i'm on a brink, mostly

Full of shit, like i ate that john

"hurry up, the cams on,

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

It lets u think and rest, never at the brink of death