This is a song about "Amount"

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

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

Blow my smoke out the window, dropping ashes on the bridge

All you want is a good amount of dough, and to shoot a bitch/

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

The amount of temptation surrounds me in isolation

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

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

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

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

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

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

Tryin have a big amount

Can't seem to find a solid ground