This is a song about "Amount"

Even if the amount of money is so small

Im sexing her bodyim gonna make her crawl

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

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

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

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

She feels a baby is the way to save her relationship that ain't nothing

But i told them every single day that i'd amount to something

Higher than the amount of confessions in a confessional

He thinks aw, forget it, its so insignificant and little

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

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

Rather die making money than live poor and legal

Rationing the amount of trust i put into people

But the fucking bank account, any any any amount

It's rainin' now somehow the fugitive's out