This is a song about "Amount"

But the fucking bank account, any any any amount

In a room full of goons, i'm such a fucking stand out

After i dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard

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

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

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

That you need to set a curfew to the amount of bullshit beefs you fuse.

Drugs are a blessingto someone with no breakfast, damnit’s so hard being exited, out

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

Higher than the amount of confessions in a confessional

What can you tickle that can make a dinosaur giggle

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

Rationing the amount of trust i put into people

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

The amount of temptation surrounds me in isolation