This is a song about "Aim"

See, i like the person that you are

Better aim than a shooter,

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

The cloth from which we came me and them is not the same

My aim is to win when placed with a pen

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

Mane, my aim is rain on you shame,

Through all that rain, i kept my flame

Aim bullets straight at your dome

Stop blowin' up my cell phone

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

All these haters get aim- itis evrey time i spit

Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again

Its my trigger finger just slit when i aim