This is a song about "Aim"

If you do then ima have to aim and fry

Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die

Too drunk to aim, so i might accidentally

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

I wanted the money and never the fame

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

Guess you niggas wasn't listening, homeroom shit

Housing projects, middle class gangsters, aim and spark it,

Of impactful things one can ask for

Better aim than a shooter,

Jordan 4s won't find me in no loafers

Takin' aim at the white rhino like poachers

Cause i'm thinking me and you could get along

Email too, facebook, aim, everything gone

Fresh out the plane i couldn't even complain

Mane, my aim is rain on you shame,