This is a song about "Being lucky"

And every woman looking at you knew that you was kinda lucky

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Choked, but i was lucky enough to slip away, lastly.

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

But shes lucky i never had the guts to say the truth

It. those who support me are all lucky cuz that's pure money.

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Telling us we're lucky, man, no were blessed,

You're lucky when we dragged you back you weren't impaled

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

She was lucky, so was her brother

That would be cool, if she was your lover

Remember you're lucky to be standin at all

Motherfucking 8 balls, til’ we live at the pool hall