This is a song about "Any"

My name lenny, you don't get any

On they twitter writing novels, see

Don't understand any of those words,

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

You took the hatred of yourself and just project it out

But the fucking bank account, any any any amount

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

Go the distance without any assistance

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

His reputation can't get any lower

Defiance to any higher presence,

It's moe, all i need is more chips

I'll piss off any christian

Cold world no blanket son

The way she walks and causes a fuss

Down any thoughts of us