How beautiful are thou, africa
Trying to be the richest i can amount ya
Mother could care less , i never could amount to shit,
Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that
Rust from the amount that pile up, never to touch and filled with blood.
Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck
To make karma come faster than she normally will
Rationing the amount of trust i put into people
All because she said no to homecoming, demons running
But i told them every single day that i'd amount to something
Higher than the amount of confessions in a confessional
Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will
Were funny enough to get a bogus amount of props.
Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops
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