This is a song about "Amount"

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

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

I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways

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

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

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

Feds get involved, i’m slipping off into senegal

Even if the amount of money is so small

The amount of temptation surrounds me in isolation

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle

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

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

Account the amount we are paid

If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy

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