This is a song about "Amount"

I better straighten it out, soon as i get to work

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

Better hope you can handle the amount of beef in ten cattle

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

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

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

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

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face

Trying to be the richest i can amount ya

Used to call me the african don dada

Tryin have a big amount

I drive that all around

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

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

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

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that