This is a song about "Luck maker"

Codeine in my oj, call that liquid luck,

Man up girl nigga, i don't give a fuck

Don't blame me when you get bad luck.

Trying to get away, but i think im stuck

I'd rather you tell me to hit you later

I know your schedule so today's you meet your maker

Testing my fucking luck

Without your love it's cold as fuck

Shit, they'll put the dogs in the truck

I wish you best of luck

Because it's just my luck

I don't really give a fuck

So i ain't giving a fuck

Don't even try to push your luck/

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

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck