This is a song about "Aim"

All y'all niggas taking shots, just adjust your aim,

Hoping that hip-hop can surface and go-go again

On they twitter writing novels, see

I got great aim though, don't insult me

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

Too drunk to aim, so i might accidentally

Sky is no limit and beyond am gonna aim/

I've be stressin in the spotlight, i want the fame

Finished mean done, and done mean dead

Or aim for the head instead,

Make music for the masses, but still aim for the bases,

Together all the timethought it was true love

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Masturbation seems to be primary aim of this nation,

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