This is a song about "Anything and everything"

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

Fuckin everyone, and fuckin everything

Smoke that weed then we do the damn thang every evening evening

Pictures and everything! genital entry with syllables and everything!

And it is anything i want and bitch i want it all

Loud p.o.t. above y’all, patron at 4 am, fuck the last call

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

And everything since then been a success

The cp3 of this rap game, i bet my nigga score

And forget about everything we fought for,

Success is what i work for, and when them dudes hate

Anything,just get back that times and close the gate

And these catholics think they can fix anything man,

Ben baller, six bottles, talk with such expensive slang

I hear my niggas screaming fuck the world

And everything to strike withdrew adjuster twirled