This is a song about "Puck"

Slap her ass, like i slap a puck

Well, um, there's a but

Half the time it feels like being hit with a puck

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

Yeah it's a long shot, yeah i'm icing the puck

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

You see coming up, we ain’t have that shit to keep our mind focused

You're more oj only puck you hear is in a hockey rink

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

Need the mighty duck's luck, or a knuckle puck

Where i had the hockey puck replaced with a grenade!

Do it with no effort, now lets effin' celebrate

Prying for the loose puck, supplying opponent's bad luck

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck