This is a song about "The unlucky"

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

I tell em "honey, i no cher" i'm so sunny

The bigger the the fun

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun

Bitch, i was born to ball

Where the ball meets the wall

The realist in the game

Flyin’ through the city, all-black, bruce wayne

You know i am not gon stop

From the bottom to the top

You can bring your crew motherfucker

The replacement of the word "mother"

Funny but unlucky that,

Snapple fact: you rather wack

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,