This is a song about "Amount"

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

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

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

I must go like fly route

Tryin have a big amount

Higher than the amount of confessions in a confessional

I'm throwin around broads playing monkey in the middle

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

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

Rationing the amount of trust i put into people

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

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

Drugs are a blessingto someone with no breakfast, damnit’s so hard being exited, out

Scramble like randall if john randle was trynna get him

The amount of temptation surrounds me in isolation