This is a song about "Luck"

I wish you best of luck

I love you though i'll still fuck

Don't you battle me, you're outta luck.

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

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

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

I wish you best of luck

Without your love it's cold as fuck

Now this counselor is trying to tell me that i'm emo, she don't give a fuck

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

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

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

Think im sweet then try your luck

I know you're mad, but so what

Some of you bitches look stupid as fuck

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck