This is a song about "Amount"

They hatin'/ saying i ain't amount to nothing well your right i should simply embrace it

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit

Higher than the amount of confessions in a confessional

Sex is just a weapon, i can leave you wet from this pistol

The amount of temptation surrounds me in isolation

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

Account the amount we are paid

But all she ever want me to do is unhook her bra

Trying to be the richest i can amount ya

Even if the amount of money is so small

Under ya nose a rose grew with no sun at all

Rationing the amount of trust i put into people

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

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

Drugs are a blessingto someone with no breakfast, damnit’s so hard being exited, out