This is a song about "Any"

Your brother's getting older

Who cant get any broker

Slumdog far apart any sub par

We be in the party like we own that bar

I'm making moves, check my french

Any sings of foul stench,

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Condoms, or any sort of protection

Down any thoughts of us

Hop off the bus

I said believe in your dreams

Attain it by any means

No less profit, themed when we drop shit

Find inspiration through any know method