This is a song about "Amount"

I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways

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

Higher than the amount of confessions in a confessional

10 million off of mixtapes before i drop a single

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

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

You gotta keep your sense of humoryou gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit

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

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

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle

This a different motor man better go to work

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

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

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing