This is a song about "Lucky charms"

If your lucky ill ceasefire,

"contemplate", i wrote about her

I rake in loads of bone charms

You haters put up your guards

Can't forget dash lucky sittin in the driver seat

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

I really love u i tell people that im lucky

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

See i can only love you when you undressed

Telling us we're lucky, man, no were blessed,

Almost like finding all marshmallows in a box of lucky charms cereal.

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

I'm tellen you one day these suckers gotta fall

Remember you're lucky to be standin at all

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Lucky its such a good treat