This is a song about "Any"

Momma in the bathroom poppa at work

Maybe you could fool any jerk

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Killing the competition, without any permission,

Go the distance without any assistance

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

She watchin' that oxygen

I'll piss off any christian

And nike put em on punishment they won't ever come out

But the fucking bank account, any any any amount

I'm not taking any chances

That's why i shine like i does

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

His reputation can't get any lower

Were barely any fair it seems,

They're pulling your sleeve, don't believe