This is a song about "Any"

I don't wanna lose any fight

Jungle fever for the night

When you're reachin' your dreams

Attain it by any means

But the fucking bank account, any any any amount

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

I speak english but check my french

Any sings of foul stench,

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

We be in the party like we own that bar

Slumdog far apart any sub par

But somehow it made them listen

I'll piss off any christian

"contemplate", i wrote about her

His reputation can't get any lower