This is a song about "Tristan edge"

Cancerous/ got u thinking about kemo/ got u lost like nemo/ on edge like primo/

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

Because it's hard trying to pay the bills when you're by yourself

His flow is hole-y like the edge of abalone shells

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape

Off his edge chipped plates, he catered with his invisible "mate"

And my level is off, got a bigger cigar

Has music come to an edge or has gone too far

My knife's got a nice edge..i'm a coldblooded killer..straight out of the ice age/

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change

I'm livin' on the edge,

I speak english but check my french

Somberly, i stand safely on the edge of a steep cliff

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

You rap's supposed to leave me on the fuckin edge of my seat

So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat