This is a song about "Amount"

Lyrics slur from my mouth, fuckas watch closely as it occurs with a limited amount

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

I just load up and start dumpin' on enemies; i'm head hunting

But i told them every single day that i'd amount to something

Mother could care less , i never could amount to shit,

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

Account the amount we are paid

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

But no amount could amount to a rap that could damage me

After i dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard

Can't forget the amount of words, flipping heck it's just absurd

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

I hope to live in a big house with a huge amount of space/

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

The amount of temptation surrounds me in isolation