This is a song about "Amount"

Under ya nose a rose grew with no sun at all

Even if the amount of money is so small

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.

What can you tickle that can make a dinosaur giggle

Higher than the amount of confessions in a confessional

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

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

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

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle

They hatin'/ saying i ain't amount to nothing well your right i should simply embrace it

All i wanna know girl what yo name is, i see them other niggas they be on that lame shit

Trying to be the richest i can amount ya

How beautiful are thou, africa