This is a song about "Luck"

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

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

Them niggas tippin' good girl but i can make it flood

Main attaction dont come without skills,or luck

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

If heaven had a height then you would be that tall but

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

Yeah i'm a menace, god as my witness, with this pen i'm insane, yup

So i ain't giving a fuck

Super duper future luck.

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

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

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

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

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

Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut