This is a song about "Luck"

Pop-pop, hit a mini mug

Don't have any good luck.

Main attaction dont come without skills,or luck

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

Codeine in my oj, call that liquid luck,

You could call me a freak, i like to get buck, buck

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

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

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

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

Take em to the crib, yeah we gon fuck

Don't blame me when you get bad luck.

Some of you bitches look stupid as fuck

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

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