This is a song about "Amount"

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

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

Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada

Trying to be the richest i can amount ya

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

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

It's time for a bloody foot you little rabbit

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

I’m a king to these niggas, love a queen, fuck the bitches

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

After i dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard

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

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

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

Trickin’ shit for kids and you know i dont need no cereal

Rationing the amount of trust i put into people