This is a song about "Luck"

Don't have any good luck.

She said i'm ready to fuck

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Our priorities are fucked up,when somebody makes it,"it's just luck"

Sorry, man, you're out of luck

Take em to the crib, yeah we gon fuck

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

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

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

-ttention. you don't gotta listen just give a fuck

Ah hell not the beast really i don't give a fuck

Main attaction dont come without skills,or luck

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

Codeine in my oj, call that liquid luck,

I'm not strung out and dead of luck

Shit, they'll put the dogs in the truck