This is a song about "Amount"

How beautiful are thou, africa

Trying to be the richest i can amount ya

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

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

If you to check out

Tryin have a big amount

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

Were funny enough to get a bogus amount of props.

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

The amount of temptation surrounds me in isolation

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

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

Rationing the amount of trust i put into people

I smoke sweets in the suite, like shit is legal

Frown and a gun lit is all she could amount to confront with

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes