This is a song about "Any"

I never fit in with them light skins

Defiance to any higher presence,

I'll piss off any christian

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

They're pulling your sleeve, don't believe

Were barely any fair it seems,

Always knew where the pot was

I'm not taking any chances

Go the distance without any assistance

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

In conjunction with the pressure that we're under

Any resistance im grabbing my putter

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that

Find inspiration through any know method

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

I don't wanna lose any fight