This is a song about "Luck"

Codeine in my oj, call that liquid luck,

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

Codeine in my oj, call that liquid luck,

Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck

You run your fuckin mouth and now you're piss out of luck

I wish you best of luck

I love you though i'll still fuck

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

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

Don't blame me when you get bad luck.

I said i don’t give a fuck

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

24 hours just isn't enough,you just may press your luck

Sorry, man, you're out of luck

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck