This is a song about "Any"

I'm not taking any chances

Don’t you be holding back, your love

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

I'm not gonna write any wack shit like any other rapper did

Took the van, went snatch her

Who cant get any broker

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

His reputation can't get any lower

But the fucking bank account, any any any amount

No disrespect, you can't respect yourself then just get out

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

Don't understand any of those words,

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Killing the competition, without any permission,