This is a song about "Amount"

Even if the amount of money is so small

A lion in form, matt leinart when firing the ball

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

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Were funny enough to get a bogus amount of props.

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

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

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

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

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

Loaded that clip and then said bang, the drama it bring is crazy

The amount of temptation surrounds me in isolation

And if you see a whack artist do more than boo him

All you want is a good amount of dough, and to shoot a bitch/

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge