[bad word] 
It feels like [bad word]  on walls and I don’t wanna touch the ground,
And if they say that I’m lost then I don’t wanna be found,
It feels like [bad word]  on walls and I don’t wanna touch the ground,
And if they say that I’m lost then I don’t wanna be found,
I’m on the mirror’s edge

[Verse 1]
Look, my life is unbelievable, even though, sometimes I wanna leave and go
And find a job, I’m so odd, still I got an even flow
Quiet kid, keep it low, mouth is closed wanna scream his soul
Til I’m in the place where the reapers go, [bad word]  on walls and leapin’ poles
My eyes are closed and all I know is I just don’t,
Eva eva eva wanna eva fall down, neva neva neva will I touch that ground
I feel so high when girls say Hi and I can’t hear em all
The crowd is loud the flash is massive ballin’ all it feels like I’mm

 [bad word] 
It feels like [bad word]  on walls and I don’t wanna touch the ground,
And if they say that I’m lost then I don’t wanna be found,
It feels like [bad word]  on walls and I don’t wanna touch the ground,
And if they say that I’m lost then I don’t wanna be found,
I’m on the mirror’s edge

[Verse 2]
I was livin’ like the rest of em, ... I didn’t even mess wit em
They all came part of the roster
I came in a flyin saucer
Dem dudes be like Who is he? Dem girls be like That’s Vizzy
My line is always open, but I still get so busy, now dig me
Sometimes I ask how I have got in here here here here here
Life wasn’t always sunny, but I found time to shear, yeah
Even though this height is lo-vel-y
I know gravity got a [bad word] on me
But until that time, I’ll be fine, cause it feels like I’mm

 [bad word] 
It feels like [bad word]  on walls and I don’t wanna touch the ground,
And if they say that I’m lost then I don’t wanna be found,
It feels like [bad word]  on walls and I don’t wanna touch the ground, (And I don’t wanna touch the ground)
And if they say that I’m lost then I don’t wanna be found,
I’m on the mirror’s edge

[Verse 3]
What goes up [bad word] down
That’s the laws of physics, so I won’t stick around
Remind them clowns of dat, I just hope ya’ll got my back
When I stage dive from days, sky I brought a rocket pack
So I fly, from the winter to the [bad word] up, find how I do
My career Springs cause I’m hot, and you Fall tryna get cool, get it?
Gon’ and ask how I did it,
Flyin’ through the sky wit it
One day we’ll all fall difference tween me and ya’ll is all admit it

 [bad word] 
It feels like [bad word]  on walls and I don’t wanna touch the ground,
And if they say that I’m lost then I don’t wanna be found,
It feels like [bad word]  on walls and I don’t wanna touch the ground,
And if they say that I’m lost then I don’t wanna be found,
I’m on the mirror’s edge