This is a song about "Amount"

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

Were funny enough to get a bogus amount of props.

Nigga fuck that gin & juice, i'm fuckin with hennessyjust pour me a glass of that dark shit

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

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

Trying to be the richest i can amount ya

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

But knowin you through music is going to change the world

With an impending mixtape that only seems like a myth

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

Get a whole lot of you-know and she bald like an eagle

Rationing the amount of trust i put into people

They ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

Even if the amount of money is so small