This is a song about "Luck"

A twenty somethin cup

Think im sweet then try your luck

24 hours just isn't enough,you just may press your luck

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

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

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

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

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

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

We were oblivious to think that we had all the luck.

And have the doctors piece you back together.... with any luck.

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

They just don't give a fuck

Testing my fucking luck

Don't blame me when you get bad luck.

Pardon me if i'm sweating you but