This is a song about "Amount"

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

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

Now mama see that shit on oprah and know that it’s coming

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that

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

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

Rust from the amount that pile up, never to touch and filled with blood.

Can't forget the amount of words, flipping heck it's just absurd

This a different motor man better go to work

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

With my muscle you'll be dazzled, but hustlin's a hassle

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

Were funny enough to get a bogus amount of props.

I'm tellen you one day these suckers gotta fall

Even if the amount of money is so small