This is a song about "Full luck"

I claimed all these bills, with a little beginner's luck

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

Fuck that shit, i don't give a fuck

Sorry, man, you're out of luck

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

You run your fuckin mouth and now you're piss out of luck

Cause im shit outta luck

Say you don’t do what

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

You go and push your luck

The cool say i'm thug

Don't push your luck kid you're still tender

Not to give me stress and add to pressure

Prying for the loose puck, supplying opponent's bad luck

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck