This is a song about "Amount"

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

Nothing but my dreams matterhoping for better days

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

Were funny enough to get a bogus amount of props.

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

Frown and a gun lit is all she could amount to confront with

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

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

The amount of temptation surrounds me in isolation

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

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

I coulda swore i was driving pretty peaceful

Rationing the amount of trust i put into people

You're reaching new heights, and i ain't kiss you just a little

Higher than the amount of confessions in a confessional