This is a song about "Luck"

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

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

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

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

Without your love it's cold as fuck

I wish you best of luck

I love you though i'll still fuck

I wish you best of luck

Testing my fucking luck

Well, um, there's a but

I can survive with my bros and some luck...

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

I'm fuckin witchu but i love them bitches you know i'm gettin more cut than nip tuck

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

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