This is a song about "Love luck"

Don always loses his battles- it has to be be bad luck

Them niggas tippin' good girl but i can make it flood

I wish you best of luck

Well, um, there's a but

You know its black thought and your boy the bro ?uest, but

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

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

I can survive with my bros and some luck...

Bitches is artificially duck

Don't blame me when you get bad luck.

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck

Don't you battle me, you're outta luck.

Think im sweet then try your luck

If not, dogg, i'm choking the slut

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup