This is a song about "Luck"

We were oblivious to think that we had all the luck.

How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but

I be deeping her up, said the d is a drug

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

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

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

Codeine in my oj, call that liquid luck,

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

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

I said i don’t give a fuck

Sorry, man, you're out of luck

I wish you best of luck

Car with no limit what

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

Body wouldn't fit but i kept slammin my trunk, tryin' my luck