This is a song about "Out of luck"

Fuck, fuck, fuck. out of luck, i'm stuck. shit, shit, shit. i quit, a bit lit.

You've unleashed the beast and i play you lil' niggas like lisa's shit

The fire was that obscene, my highness was out of luck.

I'm gettin money til my pockets need a tummy tuck

I coulda sworn that budweiser can read fruit punch

Out luck, rusted clutch, td has put you in a crutch.

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

Full of luck, end up with a severed head and coconuts

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

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

Music and tabs of dixie land, take your luck with this rapper.

And served it to the public on a silver platter

Once it was cut been out of luck, i've had to fight to the death

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

The cool say i'm thug

I wish you best of luck