This is a song about "Lethal luck"

Or inject a lethal dose of poison until i close my eyes,

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

Without your love it's cold as fuck

I wish you best of luck

Think im sweet then try your luck

I don't really give a fuck

Bitches is artificially duck

Because it's just my luck

Well, um, there's a but

Don't have any good luck.

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

I'm lethal like an automatic, the illmatic sequel

Now most of us be rootin' for this evil

I'm hollow, my soul is simply cold, and it's lethal

Man up girl nigga, i don't give a fuck

Sorry, man, you're out of luck