This is a song about "Anything that"

And my only fear's a wedding ring

But that won't solve anything

Id probably use anything that inflicts pain on these backward scum

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

Meet me in the tele where the lobby at, i'm probably there

That the pope, ain't gonna make anything fair, you just beter beware

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

To holler about anything? anything? anything? (x2)

Everybody wanna talk cause i'm rappin, they askin me what happened

So that anything you say is ricocheting off of me and it'll glue to you and

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

Seeing your beauty in person, i'd give anything to be able to do that.

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Hey, don't do anything that i say in this song, okay? it's fuckin' fiction