This is a song about "Lethal luck"

Beats heavier than kilos, deadlier than weapons lethal

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

I coulda swore i was driving pretty peaceful

I'm lethal like an automatic, the illmatic sequel

You go and push your luck

Car with no limit what

Until they see a forbidden fruit that looks awesome but lethal//

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

I'm not strung out and dead of luck

Bitches is artificially duck

The cool say i'm thug

Think im sweet then try your luck

Sorry, man, you're out of luck

If not, dogg, i'm choking the slut