This is a song about "Smoking to the fullest and angel dust"

Underrated that's temporarily for the moment

Addiction and lust have made my brain turn to dust.

*angel* don't listen to him, ignore the confusion,

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

Spread them in hell and watch your ashes burn to dust,

And for the time being lets me in love with the moment

Its like everydays the end, so i live it to the fullest,

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

Fuck the song to dust till theyre like "where the track at?"

To my nigga az to the fullest

Hotel suite, room keys is a gift

We popping bottles, it don't stop

Advancing to fullest and blow what got