This is a song about "The good life of mine"

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

Good morning, welcome to the good life, this is how we chill

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

Cause these kids never learn of the good

Of the book of your life

And when i start to rise

We hustle to survive

In the devoid of life

Of mine he cleared the demons i was facing in mankind

One day at a timeshe the one? never mind

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

All he wanted was the fame and good life to carry on

The weight of mine will have you sinking, i'm not even thinking,

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king