Precipice – RAP

I’m standing on the edge of this precipice, staring into thee abyss asking myself, what is this? The end or the beginning, at the end will I be the one winning, standing there crying or grinning, my worlds not stopped spinning. I’m like a jumping-jack, always heading forward but being held back, feel like I’m stuck in this trap, someone had better give me a slap, get me out of this nap.