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

So the right to have these women, i'm entitled to their interest

All they wanted to do is live their life to the fullest

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

You needed your top angel back in heaven, to help the by and by.

Eight in the evening and we're up smoking

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Some people take the pain away with liquor or smoking dust,

Make martin luther tell god i'm the future for heaven's talent

I'm holding something to make the angel and devil on your shoulder run

And movin' you moanin', music on the counter in the kitchen

Snapple fact: you rather wack

Smoking weed and listening to rap

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

War and slaughter, blood is gold, from dust to ashes/

Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice

Love to the fullest have kids, hug kiss and live that better life.