This is a song about "Any"

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

Celebrating without any tweet.

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Killing the competition, without any permission,

They say nothings ever free

I know better, you wont find any.

Were barely any fair it seems,

I'm why baby mommas leave

Feel like i’m movin' backwards

Don't understand any of those words,

Making a movie, spike work

Maybe you could fool any jerk