This is a song about "Aim"

We raiders of the lost ark

I clap shit-aim at your heart

Is impossible to aim or reach with your banal screech

Ay yo your girl around me? that's like sand to a beach

Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again

Sky is no limit and beyond am gonna aim/

All these haters get aim- itis evrey time i spit

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

Better aim than a shooter,

Going broke, no sir

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

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

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride

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

Too drunk to aim, so i might accidentally

They giving pounds and that before get the money