This is a song about "Amount"

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

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

Educate yourselves, of africa

Trying to be the richest i can amount ya

They stop the whole game everytime i come around

But the fucking bank account, any any any amount

Higher than the amount of confessions in a confessional

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

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

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

Its way different ma you see em passin' out bars

Were funny enough to get a bogus amount of props.

Cause everybody else did it i had to save face

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

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

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