This is a song about "Amount"

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

The amount of temptation surrounds me in isolation

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

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

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

Account the amount we are paid

I'm dreaming to be great

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

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

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

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

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

How beautiful are thou, africa

Trying to be the richest i can amount ya