This is a song about "Amount"

The amount of temptation surrounds me in isolation

They rock n rolland bring tha funk to tha whole nation

Every second tell me how you pressed em at the monte crystal

Higher than the amount of confessions in a confessional

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

All because she said no to homecoming, demons running

Wrap around 'til they hit the ground and they hear a sound

But the fucking bank account, any any any amount

But all she ever want me to do is unhook her bra

Trying to be the richest i can amount ya

Love the game though this is coming from a different place

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

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

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

Everybody watching while you touching real money

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