This is a song about "Lucky charms"

Lucky to the guys that experienced succession,

Look, i got no time for that type of connection

And you're lucky that our boys dragged me off your neck

Your stupid ass, corny lines trying to fill my head

And if i'm down with this banging shit

Your lucky not a casket

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

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

Lucky its such a good treat

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

I got these tats all on my arms

I rake in loads of bone charms

I stop and stare at the younger

She was lucky, so was her brother

I'm bi-polar, women know a nigga ain't an enemy

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky