This is a song about "Any"

It could possibly get any better

Modu, he's ready for whatever

Celebrating without any tweet.

Now it'll cost you 30 racks to get a verse cheap

Soulja boy tell 'em did better then the regular

Any resistance im grabbing my putter

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Oh wait thats right you don't have any

I'm making moves, check my french

Any sings of foul stench,

Trying to get back to this thing called love

I'm not taking any chances

Its four now, the clubs over

Who cant get any broker