This is a song about "Amount"

How beautiful are thou, africa

Trying to be the richest i can amount ya

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

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

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

Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Rationing the amount of trust i put into people

All because she said no to homecoming, demons running

But i told them every single day that i'd amount to something

Higher than the amount of confessions in a confessional

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Were funny enough to get a bogus amount of props.

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops