This is a song about "The unlucky"

Okay today i was the freshest in my area

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

The replacement of the word "mother"

But unlucky me, all the homos still thought that i was queer,

Usually defecation, now i'm pissing in your ear

With my name on em: that’s a damn shame

The realist in the game

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

The bigger the the fun

Girls fast how jamaicans run

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

Blowin' fuck it i don't care, dreads is flyin' everywhere