This is a song about "Any"

Any way any day i relay what's on my brain

I don't toot my own horn but i'm a cold train

You know...you know who you are

Who cant get any broker

Slumdog far apart any sub par

We be in the party like we own that bar

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Find inspiration through any know method

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

Celebrating without any tweet.

I know better, you wont find any.

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

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