This is a song about "Anything and everything"

And everything to strike withdrew adjuster twirled

Must be life. no greater feeling in the world

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

And forget about everything we fought for,

Everything was surreal and out of proportion

So get your glass lift it up in the toast position

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

Innovative and i'm made of rubber, so that anything you say is

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

But everything has an equal and opposite reaction

You and everything that you represent

I just want to kick it, kick it for the rest

But, who is to blame when we let them in on everything

The enemies know my fist and the groundfloor better anything

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

Before anything though, they're called bitches, punks and whores/