This is a song about "Luck"

Had to d up like all in a titty cup

Codeine in my oj, call that liquid luck,

Don't have any good luck.

That shit was wack as fuck

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

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Because it's just my luck

I know you're mad, but so what

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

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

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

I'm not strung out and dead of luck

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

Think im sweet then try your luck

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

And have the doctors piece you back together.... with any luck.