This is a song about "Any"

Any resistance im grabbing my putter

I got that same hunger, rock-a-fella chain hunger

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

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day came

You got to have your game tight

I don't wanna lose any fight

She need now, she ain't never needed love

I'm not taking any chances

Defiance to any higher presence,

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

And now it's clear as this promise

Down any thoughts of us

But the fucking bank account, any any any amount

Hatin’ niggas? chalk em out. go on, get the coffin out