This is a song about "Luck"

You go and push your luck

Course not, i'm big like horse nut

Some of you bitches look stupid as fuck

Don't blame me when you get bad luck.

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

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

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

Pardon me if i'm sweating you but

What, what ... project shit what

I wish you best of luck

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

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

Think im sweet then try your luck

They just don't give a fuck

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

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck