This is a song about "Amount"

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

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

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

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

And i can't even trip, cause i'm just laughin at cha

Trying to be the richest i can amount ya

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

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

Account the amount we are paid

We both had dreams of being great

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

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

Were funny enough to get a bogus amount of props.

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

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

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