This is a song about "Amount"

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

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit

But the fucking bank account, any any any amount

Cuz we'll come find you in all kinds of carssignin' out

Can't forget the amount of words, flipping heck it's just absurd

Don't try to compare this to anything you ever heard

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case

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

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

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

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

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

Lyrics slur from my mouth, fuckas watch closely as it occurs with a limited amount

Drugs are a blessingto someone with no breakfast, damnit’s so hard being exited, out

And when you know you a catch it’s hard to pass up these bitches

Frown and a gun lit is all she could amount to confront with