This is a song about "Any"

Condoms, or any sort of protection

Some excedrinto get rid of conception

I bet i get the fall rosay had this summer

Any resistance im grabbing my putter

I know better, you wont find any.

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Ravishing, rick rude of rappin you bastards

Don't understand any of those words,

But the fucking bank account, any any any amount

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around

Attain it by any means

Can barely walk the city streets