This is a song about "Amount"

Of living in the ghettoyour mind gets twisted, just like a pretzelso it's time that i check out

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

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

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

If she cook and keep her vagina like a secret

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

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Rationing the amount of trust i put into people

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

Account the amount we are paid

The amount of temptation surrounds me in isolation

Scramble like randall if john randle was trynna get him

Used to call me the african don dada

Trying to be the richest i can amount ya