This is a song about "Amount"

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

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

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

Cause everybody else did it i had to save face

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

But i do quite well with all the bait

Account the amount we are paid

Trying to be the richest i can amount ya

Our history that they stole, africa

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

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

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him

The amount of temptation surrounds me in isolation

Tryin have a big amount

I must go like fly route