This is a song about "Amount"

With my muscle you'll be dazzled, but hustlin's a hassle

Better hope you can handle the amount of beef in ten cattle

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

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

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

Trying to be the richest i can amount ya

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

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

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

And mansions on the fault line of a shaky market

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

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

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

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