This is a song about "Aim"

I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces

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

Gettin' highwhite boys done wrecked their shittryin to check my ride

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

I said i'm hurting her

Better aim than a shooter,

No wonder why when times get hard

I clap shit-aim at your heart

Revelations say you either fry or fly

If you do then ima have to aim and fry

Its my trigger finger just slit when i aim

Forgetting the seasonslames not in my lane

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Masturbation seems to be primary aim of this nation,

I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that

All these haters get aim- itis evrey time i spit