This is a song about "Any tut"

His reputation can't get any lower

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

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

Any resistance im grabbing my putter

A cocaine measurer, part time lover

Now don’t it sound legendary

Oh wait thats right you don't have any

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

Don't understand any of those words,

I'm why baby fathers kirk

Maybe you could fool any jerk

Celebrating without any tweet.

Wolf gang in this bitch, nigga, we six feet deep