This is a song about "Lucky vachon"

She was lucky, so was her brother

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

It. those who support me are all lucky cuz that's pure money.

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city

I'm so lucky that you befriended me

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

If your lucky ill ceasefire,

No less profit, themed when we drop shit

Your lucky not a casket

And there's little to be glad for

I stay lucky cause im never sober

But shes lucky i never had the guts to say the truth

My own worst enemy so fuck it either way i can't lose

Choked, but i was lucky enough to slip away, lastly.

We go skate, rape sluts and eat donuts from randy