This is a song about "Straight edge king"

What time is it, huh? check my french

Dont push me cause im close to the edge

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

I can't see yalet's show these fools how we do it over on this west side

But the man on the edge who's willing to fall,

I get brain everyday; i'm a know it all

My tongue is da sword, double-edge, two heads

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Dare ya, take out the king/

They 22′s or something

I'm as straight as straight needs to go.

This summer gone be mine though

I'm livin' on the edge,

I'm making moves, check my french