This is a song about "Amount"

Used to call me the african don dada

Trying to be the richest i can amount ya

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

Lyrics slur from my mouth, fuckas watch closely as it occurs with a limited amount

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

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

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

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

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

We don't care if niggas locked out

Tryin have a big amount

Even if the amount of money is so small

But when you need a friend you can depend on me, call

Once the police get to cuffing, bet his homie deceive him

The amount of temptation surrounds me in isolation