This is a song about "Amount"

Trying to be the richest i can amount ya

Cause youse a down ass bitch, and i ain't mad at cha

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

I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet

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

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

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

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

Of living in the ghettoyour mind gets twisted, just like a pretzelso it's time that i check out

Even if the amount of money is so small

A real life viking, shout out to st. paul

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

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face