This is a song about "Luck"

I'm not strung out and dead of luck

If not, dogg, i'm choking the slut

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

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

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

Bitches is artificially duck

Don't even try to push your luck/

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

I'm gettin money til my pockets need a tummy tuck

You go and push your luck

I thought it'd get better but

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

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

Shit, they'll put the dogs in the truck

I wish you best of luck