This is a song about "Amount"

Trying to be the richest i can amount ya

Our history that they stole, africa

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

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

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

I don't know why the industry wanna keep me a secret

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

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

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

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

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

The amount of temptation surrounds me in isolation

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win