This is a song about "Luck"

A twenty somethin cup

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.

Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut

You run your fuckin mouth and now you're piss out of luck

Love will have you stuck

Because it's just my luck

Codeine in my oj, call that liquid luck,

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

Testing my fucking luck

Fuck that shit, i don't give a fuck

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

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

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck