This is a song about "Amount"

The amount of temptation surrounds me in isolation

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

That you need to set a curfew to the amount of bullshit beefs you fuse.

I just load up and start dumpin' on enemies; i'm head hunting

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

But all she ever want me to do is unhook her bra

Trying to be the richest i can amount ya

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

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

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

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

You never gonna forgive me, but your so damn pretty

My driver's out of this world, you playing bumper cars

Were funny enough to get a bogus amount of props.