This is a song about "Luck"

Don't have any good luck.

And maybe i am but

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

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

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

Prying for the loose puck, supplying opponent's bad luck

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

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

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

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

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

You know its black thought and your boy the bro ?uest, but

I said i don’t give a fuck

Testing my fucking luck

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

Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut