This is a song about "Amount"

Were funny enough to get a bogus amount of props.

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

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

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

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

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face

But i'm not gonna do that until you begin to pass out

But the fucking bank account, any any any amount

Trying to be the richest i can amount ya

Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada

I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that

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

Even if the amount of money is so small

They ain't hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

Bet they cancel they date like waking up late with a pimple

Higher than the amount of confessions in a confessional