This is a song about "Amount"

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

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid

Account the amount we are paid

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

The amount of temptation surrounds me in isolation

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Trying to be the richest i can amount ya

They infiltrate our homes, africa

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

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

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

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

10 million off of mixtapes before i drop a single

Higher than the amount of confessions in a confessional