This is a song about "Amount"

I'm the prototype with a godly protocol

Even if the amount of money is so small

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

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

They rock n rolland bring tha funk to tha whole nation

The amount of temptation surrounds me in isolation

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

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

Trying to be the richest i can amount ya

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

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

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

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.

I coulda swore i was driving pretty peaceful

Rationing the amount of trust i put into people