This is a song about "Amount"

Cuz we'll come find you in all kinds of carssignin' out

But the fucking bank account, any any any amount

They hatin'/ saying i ain't amount to nothing well your right i should simply embrace it

You gotta keep your sense of humoryou gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

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

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

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

That’s the same block metta world peace learned to play ball

Even if the amount of money is so small

Were funny enough to get a bogus amount of props.

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

Trying to be the richest i can amount ya

Educate yourselves, of africa

I must go like fly route

Tryin have a big amount