This is a song about "Amount"

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth

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

Rust from the amount that pile up, never to touch and filled with blood.

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

To liberate yourselves, africa

Trying to be the richest i can amount ya

Scramble like randall if john randle was trynna get him

The amount of temptation surrounds me in isolation

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

Seen too many of y’all getting money, know my turn coming

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

And they'll forever out ya, that's why you always quiet

Higher than the amount of confessions in a confessional

What can you tickle that can make a dinosaur giggle

I say, how can they compare to you, everything material

Rationing the amount of trust i put into people