This is a song about "Serendipity"

Take em to the crib, yeah we gon fuck

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

I wish you best of luck

Say what you wanna but

I’ll forever move any cat they admire mine

With deep conceptual lines, nice and divine

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck

And if you think if you're something you're out of shit luck

You run your fuckin mouth and now you're piss out of luck

I'm longer than em: i ain't talking no rockin republic

Don't blame me when you get bad luck.

I thought it'd get better but

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

Never put you on mute, cos you're my muse even if i confuse

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Divine rhymes, time and time again i'm lookin'