This is a song about "Luck sh"

Sorry, man, you're out of luck

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

Don't blame me when you get bad luck.

It's not making sense to you right now but

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

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Love will have you stuck

Cause im shit outta luck

Them niggas tippin' good girl but i can make it flood

Codeine in my oj, call that liquid luck,

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

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

If not, dogg, i'm choking the slut

Don't have any good luck.

Super duper future luck.

I said i don’t give a fuck