This is a song about "Luck bars"

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

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

Don't blame me when you get bad luck.

Take em to the crib, yeah we gon fuck

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

And if you think if you're something you're out of shit luck

From the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

Body wouldn't fit but i kept slammin my trunk, tryin' my luck

You go and push your luck

We're young and we don't give a fuck

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

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

Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck

Codeine in my oj, call that liquid luck,

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

Main attaction dont come without skills,or luck