This is a song about "Amount"

The amount of temptation surrounds me in isolation

Once the police get to cuffing, bet his homie deceive him

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

Love the game know this is coming from a different place

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

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Rationing the amount of trust i put into people

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

That you need to set a curfew to the amount of bullshit beefs you fuse.

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Better hope you can handle the amount of beef in ten cattle

I am such a renegade, but try to be professional

Higher than the amount of confessions in a confessional