This is a song about "Aim"

Mane, my aim is rain on you shame,

Your man wale in his own damn lane

Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die

If you do then ima have to aim and fry

Is impossible to aim or reach with your banal screech

Rollin with my d-o-gs i'm chiefin on some long beach

Hand my ass a gun and i prolly couldn't even aim right

Yeah this the illest bitch alive, i love her freaky side

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

And aim all of my drive by's at holocaust survivors.

Soon as i come home

Aim bullets straight at your dome

Blasting out some backyard

I clap shit-aim at your heart

Email too, facebook, aim, everything gone

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn