This is a song about "Any"

Slumdog far apart any sub par

I guzzle up at the bar

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

I'm not taking any chances

Fuck this rap shit, i'll die for mine, motherfucker

Any resistance im grabbing my putter

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

Go the distance without any assistance

It could possibly get any better

And that i spent the night with her

So take your seat on the bench

Any sings of foul stench,

The way she walks and causes a fuss

Down any thoughts of us