This is a song about "Luck"

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

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

Codeine in my oj, call that liquid luck,

But that throat she got have a nigga stuck

Cause im shit outta luck

Say what you wanna but

I know you're mad, but so what

I'm not strung out and dead of luck

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

Main attaction dont come without skills,or luck

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

Across the news are young black males, no stroke of luck,

Codeine in my oj, call that liquid luck,

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

If not, dogg, i'm choking the slut

Think im sweet then try your luck